Several terse, quiet moments passed as the trio thought about their options. Deep down, I suspected that they all knew that they had no viable options in front of them. They truly couldn't kill me, but they couldn't just set me free either. I'm sure the thought to throw the table with me tied to it off the edge of a pier and let me just drown over and over again crossed their minds; but given that I had survived two bouts of immolation already...