Frozen, she watched the scene unfolding before her. One of the men swiftly cut open Jamie's plaid, revealing a bloodstained linen shirt. A short man with a thick moustache approached, holding a single-bladed knife. With a swift motion, he slit the shirt across the breast and down the sleeve, exposing a deep, ragged wound on his shoulder. Blood flowed freely, but the grotesque hump protruding from his shoulder joint, rendering his arm at an impossible angle made her shiver.