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She lay there, waiting. Her sweat-covered body was racked with frightenedsobs, her breathing shallow and ragged, her eyes drooping, yet panicked. Shehad been in this state of panic for three days. A tube that penetrated thehood let water through once a day, but the two small tubes that pierced hernostrils were the only source of air. The most torturous device of all, wasn'teven touching her. The end had been sharpened to a point, the shaft long andnarrow, like that of a broom. It was aimed at her private core, the tip sometimesnipping her if she moved around too much. At the end of the shaft, was anothershaft attached at an angle. This shaft was attached to the door. Should thedoor open quickly, the tip would rip into her.
Her body shivered. She could never tell what time it was, and knew only howmany days she had been like this by counting the drinks she received. She hadlong ago accepted that she was waiting for her rescuer to kill her. Someonebarging heroically through the door would cause the tip to rip right throughher, probably, she guessed, up through her neck. She wondered if it would bepainful, or if death and numbness would come quickly. She heard footsteps,heavy, thundering footsteps. Through the hood, they were muffled slightly,but she felt them and heard them regardless. She knew the window of the doorwould slide back, and he would look in, making sure she was alive.
Her body practically went into cardiac arrest when she heard the doorknobsqueak. Oh god, she thought, horrified that death was about to come. But thedoor inched open, and she felt the tip of the shaft penetrate, but slowly andsmoothly, the tip actually pushing past, instead of tearing through. He wasright, she thought, only her bold rescuer would be the one to kill her.
Suddenly, she felt the tug of the tubes being yanked from her nostrils. Atfirst she panicked, thinking she would suffocate, but a gush of air hit herface, then blinding light as the latex was ripped and peeled off her face.She shivered and trembled in fear, blinking as the light hit her eyes. Herchest heaved with panic, her eyes trying to adjust, darting around wildly,a flicker of hope that this person was her rescuer.
"Stay still, ya piece of shit!" came the confirmation that this was not herrescuer.
Her body froze instantly. She knew the consequences of disobeying when hewas in this kind of mood. Her scars and a few broken bones taught her to obey.Obedience had been forced, then enforced, until it was second nature. Fearwas an excellent teacher.
She felt the straps being released from their strong hold on her body. Oneby one, the straps snapped away. She knew she couldn't walk, he had made certainof that by keeping her in the same position for three days, with just waterkeeping her alive. Her last morsel of food was the bits left on the chickenbones he had thrown her… five days ago.
He dragged her off the platform, not caring as her body crashed to the ground.He kept dragging her, not even pausing, to the other side of the huge room.She knew better than to scream. He didn't like her to make noises at all, unlesshe had told her he wanted to hear her scream. Her body trembled as he neared "thecorner". Her eyes darted around, her mind praying at warp speed that he wasn'tgoing to do this to her again.
But he did.
He lifted the lid and dropped her in. She fell hard on the bars that madeup the floor. A rubber-spiked mat hit her head. He was in a good mood afterall, she thought – he had given her a bed. She immediately bowed herhead to the floor, her forehead touching the steel bar as a way of thankinghim for the mat. He grunted, then walked away.
As she lay down on the mat, the tiny rubber spikes digging into her wounds,she prayed… she prayed that her body would simply release her… anddie. Wishing for death was somewhat new to her… but right now, deathwas the only comforting thought. Thoughts of being rescued vanished as thelid of the cage slammed shut, the huge padlock clicking into place.
She will be rescued soon, thought the Captain. He frowned and gulped as hewondered if they would be rescuing HER, or her corpse… he turned tohis lieutenant. The look on the younger man's face read easily… he waswondering the same thing.
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