TandraChapter 43
The old saying of 'once burnt, twice shy' was a lifesaving motto many times. Small restraint hoops were placed over the tractor controls, and a thin rope was tied around a crystal by the doorway. I watched the walls, and deactivated tractors, as I found them. The rope was tied to my waist, and followed my movements like a long umbilical cord. The cord, like what it resembled, would serve the same function, and keep me alive. The inside of this room was orders of magnitude more complex,...