I suppose I must have fallen asleep at some point, for I came awake to find two guards standing over me. I struggled to sit up. They reached down and each grasped one of my pinioned arms then pulled me to my feet and I was frog marched over to an opened, wire basket stretcher. Unresisting, for I finally realized they could quite literally do anything they liked to bring me under control, I was laid in it then, my waist, chest, and head were clamped into its thin padding with wide, tight straps. One at a time, they released each arm from my waist chain and strapped them into formed depressions at the wrist and above the elbow, then, my legs at ankles and mid-thigh, holding me utterly helpless. The tight fitting cover pressed down firmly on my body and limbs, with only a small clearance for
