Anya tightened her grip on the handle of her sword and strode forwards. As she made her way further inside her eyes became accustomed to the dark. It was just as she was beginning to be able to see the multitude of weird objects around herself when something with a small red light bobbed down from a hatch in the ceiling and came to hover next to her.
Anya had never seen such a shiny metal before, and so she attempted to grab at it. Nimbly it dodged to one side, then returned to its original position again. Suddenly it began to emit a high pitched sound which quickly rose in pitch. Moments later a blue spark leapt from its tip and struck Anya between her full breasts and rendered her instantly unconcious!
When she came to Anya found herself lying on a metal table, staring up at the ceiling. Around her neck, wrists and ankles were tight leather straps. She struggled against the bonds but they were too secure. Just then a middle aged man came in through a side door. He was dressed in a long white coat and wore a metal rimmed pair of spectacles.
"Ahh, you are awken then?" he observed.
"Wh... Who are you? Release me now or suffer the consequences!" she gasped.
"Oh I dont think so my dear." he replied, "You see I need you!" |