04-29-2009, 10:53 AM
"Yes we can." the voice said. "Would you like us to dispose of the original afterwords? We have her DNA stored already, we do not need her." Silvia was currently in a breathing apparatus, unconscious yet crying. She was only seconds away from becoming just another sad story or lust and loss. She knew from the moment he had enslaved her that she would not survive him, his promise of protection had disintegrated when the first electric metal probe was forced under her finger nails when they were "reeducating" her. In the end, Alex could not protect a single frightened furry, and Angela was likely next, though she did not know it.
