This choice: You really should find your new home first, decline. • Go Back...Chapter #11You really should find your new home first, dec... by: Unknown "I'm... going to have to pass. I have someone I need to find I really don't have the time." You say, walking out the door.
"Oh, well, if you ever change your mind you know where to find us! One on every other corner!" She calls after you.
You proceed to wander about the terminal, searching for anything that could help you in your quest to find your new home. After a while you find what you were looking for, an information desk. It looked somewhat dingy and was in a rather scantly populated corner of the terminal but you suppose that was simply because there weren't many people in your position without access to a phone and by extension the internet.You approach the counter, the woman behind it looking up from her phone as you walked up. "Hiya, how can I help you out?" She asked in an odd accent.
"Yeah I'm kind of lost here. You see I was supposed to be met by someone to take me home and they never arrived. Problem is I don't know were exactly that home is, I'm new to this planet. Do you think you can help?" You explain.
She scratched her head in thought. "Maybe, though without an address that might be a bit difficult. Can you give me a name of the homeowner, I might be able to do a search."
"Desiree Davis." You answer.
She began entering information into her computer. "There are five hundred thirty eight people in the city with that name. Any other information you could give me?"
"Not really. I've never met her in person. I know she's rich, I was told that much."
"Hmmm... still a lot of matches but if I had to make a guess... here, hold out your hand." She instructed you. You were rather uncertain as to what she would need your hand for but did so anyway.The woman pulled out a very small square device and pressed it to your finger, the faintest of pokes occurring before she set the device down. "Alright, I put a small time dissolve Locator under your skin. It should help you find what you're looking for." She said. You were going to ask her how but already you could sense it. In the distance of your eye a small yellow appeared, shining through buildings and visible only to you like a sort of video game waypoint. You thanked the woman profusely before walking off, allowing the light to guide you. You moved through the most populated part of the downtown area, through the less thriving suburbs, and soon enough you found yourself in a somewhat shady section of town. It seemed odd that someone rich would be living here but what'd you know, maybe she got rich from being such a cheapskate.
You soon stood before... what? "This can't be right." You comment, looking at a more upscale gentleman's club.
"Excuse me, are you... Owen Davis?" A man asked behind you.
"Uh, yeah? Are you some sort of-" As you turned to face him a needle jabbed into your neck, much less gently than the previous one. It takes only a second for everything to fade out.
"There's quite a market for young off world boys like you. You should consider yourself lucky, I'm not allowed to rough you up like some of the other ones." An oddly metallic voice told you. You opened your eyes up as quickly as you were able to, though you were still very drowsy.
"Where... who... huh?" You are absolutely lost, unable to form any sort of cohesive sentence. You eventually saw the boot clad feet of an alien, slick blue skin apparent between the boots and the orange skirt.
"Still a little drowsy are we? Well let me give you a little explanation. My name... well, you human vocal chords couldn't pronounce it so let's just call me R. You've been selected to be a pleasure slave. That means we rent you out to some VERY high class clientele who do whatever they want with you until they have to return you, and pay a fee if any... damage occurs." R explained, the reality of your situation sinking in. You try to lift your head but nothing happens. R takes a hold of your chin and lifts you to eye level. The alien was of undefinable gender, a sleek blue face with four eyes as black as pick and a mouth of jagged teeth that split down the center. R wore a metal collar of some kind that you deduced translated what was being said into common language as you doubt it could be said with R's facial structure. "Did you try to move right then? If so you weren't able to, where you? That's because of this little device." R held up a small grey remote with a large dial on it and a set of numbered buttons. "You see while you were out the doctors made some modifications to you. One of which was connecting your spine and brain stem through a cybernetic link held on with magnetism. At the push of a button we can connect and sever your brain from your spine, making you paralyzed below the neck. We can also give direct shocks of pain to your brain if you step out of line, like so."
With the push of a button you cry out, as though a sharp spike had been plunged through your head. After a moment the pain subsided all at once, leaving you heaving in exhaustion. "We'll get you when your first customer arrives. Until then just hang tight." R said. She allowed your head to slump back down as R walked away. As your head was now facing down at your body you noticed two things. First you were naked, lying on a cold metal floor with faint traced of dried urine on it, uncertain if it was yours or someone else's. Secondly...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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