Gwen was naked and wet. Water all around her but she could breath. It was dark and cold but strangely only her skin. Inside she felt warm. It was a strange sensation but somehow it worked.
Her eyes darted around and she tried to swim up just to choke on a large tube stuck down through her throat. She paniced and the liquid around her changed. She felt it and seconds after she was calm and stopped struggling against her gag. She did not notice the drill which whizzed behind her and struck her brain from behind. Slowly... Slowly Gwendolyn drifted away into an island. An island in the middle of an ocean and surrounded by animals. Coconuts hung high on the palm trees around her and fish where jumping in the waves. An ape brought her an banana which had a pink hue to it and peeled all by itself before it began to sing. Together with the other animals. Her favorite song from a distant childhood. Gwen was at peace. Her mind was at peace.
In the meantime the human women has been transfered and flushed into another tank. Fed by the fluids around her she was in a coma. Trapped in a dream while the slimy subtance became less and less over the days and weeks.
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