Mr Rourke twitched, his head involuntarily twisting to the side before righting itself.<br/><br/>He was excited.  This was his first visit to the Hostel and he was planning to enjoy himself with the girl he had purchased.<br/><br/>Fastening the rubber apron over his smart suit he strolled over to the lift and rode it down into the basement where he was shown to a cell by a gun toting guard.<br/><br/>He paused for a second at the door before sliding back the observation window and peering in.<br/><br/>