The other producer, the tall one, leads us to the studio. I shudder when I see the director holding The Whip. I am still healing from last time. “You WILL be whipped if you misbehave, don’t know your lines,” The director smiles an evil grin at that one, “Try to resist or if I just wanna inflict pain on one of you!” He cracks the whip, almost hitting me. The director is cruel to say the least. We haven’t been given the opportunity to study the script, according to them. So if we mess up first time, we will still be whipped. We smuggled a script into our cell to study for minimal whippings. They are playing a song of ours over the radio and I have to stop from laughing bitterly when I hear the lyric, ‘If we could only turn back time!’ In the song Moments. I remember how many whippings I got then. I wish we had never wanted to be a boy band. I see the director come towards me. I stand tall with my chin high, imagining he doesn’t intimidate me but he does. He gets a key from his pocket and unlocks my chain. I sigh with relief. I walk towards make-up and begin to dress as Marcel. ‘Geeky’ they described it as. After I have been transformed into a geek, I turn and see Leroy practicing some bad dance move, to avoid whipping is my guess. I hear a high, shrill whistle that means for us to assemble. We sit at a table and are fed the only meal we will eat today, a slice of bread. I scoff it down as I haven’t eaten in two days, the reason being, I tripped and lost lunch as a consequence and the band didn’t get lunch yesterday. I see the bread above the fridge. Going into the fridge would lead to a bashing after the filming but getting the bread would lead to a whipping and loss of lunch for a couple of days. If I was caught, that is.