Chapter Nine
An Inspection Of My New Home
Kelly
The door slowly swung down from the ceiling to the vertical and dropped into its floor slot, leaving me a leashed prisoner behind an unbroken wall of bars. I turned from staring at the arrangement of the heavy chains and thickly-corded umbilical of wires and hoses leading to my back, connecting me to the sliding carriage, and struggled to walk toward the barred wall while the doctor and guard stood on the other side watching. I had to struggle to it and try to beg to be released! For a moment or two I made awkward progress, then the weight of the leashes began to drag me to a stop. I leant into them until they became tight, but even straining as much as possible, I still remained a full two metres away from the bars. My struggles to escap
