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The woman looked at Rae with amazement as she spoke so calmly. Then, almost in shock, it seemed, she spoke. Her voice now was quiet, dull and without life.
They are... they are attached to manacles which seem to be part of the bed. At the top of the bed-head itself
If Raevyn looked at the bed the woman who spoke was on then she could see that there was, in fact, manacles there, with unpleasant looking handcuffs and short chains. Rolling off would almost certainly pop her shoulder out of its socket at the very least.
The big toe would not, no matter what, wiggle.
So, things were, for the moment, quiet. Raevyn seemed to be faced with choices - to act, to not act. If action was the way to go, what form would it take? It could be as innocuous as speaking to the women in here, or it could be a full out escape attempt.
Whatever it was, the feeling of oppression was overwhelming, and there was no hope in this place. Inaction seemed like not a good move.
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"Experience is the worst teacher. It always gives the test first, and the instruction after."
CIR ~~~~****~~~~ SoF
Current Status: Deeply Cynical
"Character is what you have left when you've lost everything you can lose"
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