"We were getting a little disappointed then you chose that chokepoint to make your stand. That was clever," she informed me.
"Actually it was the sight of the chains that set me off," I said. "Against seven of you I had no realistic chance. If I let myself get chained up, I knew I was completely out of options."
Several of the women nodded. Were any of them pissed? Apparently not. Even the one I'd cold-conked rubbed her temple and smiled at me. I worked in an insane asylum.
"Is there any way I could make a video message?" I inquired.
"No," was the reply.
"Please. Aya of the Epona is at Summer Camp and I want her to know that I'm okay, but won't be able to see her for a while," I pled my case.
"You will never be able to see her again, so why bother?" another asked.
"I love her. Bette
