The image spun slowly again, while at the bottom of the screen a multi-gauged control panel appeared. On it, a couple of oscilloscope-like screens displayed spiking bars of lurid colours while the hoses to the Sarcophagus twitched and shivered. Suddenly, a half cutaway portion of the computerized creation melted away. Revealed within the casing was the form of a deeply entrammelled and thoroughly-bound female occupant. The realism was phenomenal. I stared at the creation for long moments, relishing the thoughts of fastening Christine inside this, as yet, only electronic Sarcophagus, knowing that being entombed in the thing would scare her almost mindless; especially when she knew that she could be kept confined, and disciplined within it for a virtually unlimited amount of time. All that w
