CHAPTER 4Cora rubbed her head and frowned. She knew that her name was Cora 92765.2 but little else. Everything looked unfamiliar with a white tunnel shaped walls and a line of white lights in the ceiling. The tunnel curved slightly to the right in both directions and the walls also glowed slightly like the overhead lights. The texture was as smooth as glass and there was a warm breeze blowing on her face.
More important though, was that she was in a long line for women all dressed like herself. She wore a silver metallic bodysuit that clung to her so tightly that when she breathed her stomach moved the material in and out. Again, like everyone else and there would be twenty or more women in sight, she wore a helmet with her hair tucked beneath it. She reached up and felt goggles were abov
