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When Amy next knew consciousness, she only took in the ache of her body. She groaned quietly, she had not moved in a long time. All force used by her captors made itself known in throbbing bruises, including an incoming headache. Amy forced herself move, then stopped when she heard the sound of metal scraping. She searched for the source, eyes landing upon her left ankle. She was shackled to the wall of her cell. She slowly stopped, stifling the sound of her soreness.
She examined her cell; which consisted of off white tiling, floor to ceiling. A metal bunk was raised from the floor, and her chain was attached not far from it on the left wall. On the back wall there was a small curtained off area, Amy approached, and found it an extremely scant bathroom. She looked out the bars of her cell; she could only see the corridor, and nothing else. She patted her lab coat, and realized she had been relieved of all her possessions while she was unconscious. The only sign that anyone had thought that a person lived there was a gray woolen blanket left folded next to the door.
Amy grabbed the blanket, folded it around herself and sat on her bunk, back to the wall. She laid her head upon her knees and stared at the blank wall in front of her. She thought of the poor soul that was probably still upstairs, and she felt heat rise in her chest as she forced down tears.
No, she had enough of crying; she was done. Amy knew not what was in store for her, and slowly drifted to sleep.
She was roughly awakened by two pairs of hands seizing her arms. Amy gasped and kicked, being shaken harshly when she resisted. One of the straight faced guards bent to flash his card to the chain, and her ankle was released. She was blindfolded, and then marched around several turns before being handcuffed to a metal chair in a cold room. The blindfold was ripped off, and she squinted in the harsh light.
"Name: Amy Ridiner, Age: 23, Rank: NBE technician, is this information accurate?" Mrs. Engelhard read off in a flat tone.
"Yes" Amy answered.
"Offense: Obstruction of operations, disobeying superior officer, and effort to escape arrest. Do you deny these charges?" Mrs. Engelhard asked, glaring daggers at the young woman.
Amy raised her head high and answered in a strong voice, "No, I do not deny those charges, nor do I repent for my actions. My only regret is that I didn't do it sooner."
Her supervisor sneered at her, "And are you aware of the consequences to your actions?"
Amy's voice broke as she answered, "Yes."
Engelhard pushed back from the table, and said, "Then there is no more to be discussed, your freedom is forfeit. You can never speak of your time employed by Sector Seven. Take her away." Amy trembled as she was again blindfolded.
"You have to live with what you did to that poor creature Engelhard. I hope for your sake that it survived"
She could hear the cold woman snort, "What do I care of an alien's carcass? It is worthless, just like you."
As Amy was forced from the room, the blindfold became wet with escaped tears.
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