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SECTION 1

After the ordeal in the car, I awoke in a dark room. I couldn't make out any distinguishing features aside from the table I was laying on being oddly positioned in the center of it. For some reason, my body felt heavy; as if I was being weighed down by something. Attempting to sit up I discovered what was making me feel that way : my ankles and wrists were cuffed down to each corner of the table.

Breathing fast, I tried to calm myself down. Then, something dawned on me - I was breathing through my nose. Trying to take a breath in through my mouth, I realized it had been sealed over with some sort of hard plastic type substance. I screamed, but just like in the car, I could hardly hear myself. So all I could do was lay and wait for something to happen.

After what felt like hours, the door knob turned to the side and it opened to reveal the man with the black tie. He had another bottle of something. Very distinctly remembering what had happened the last time hed had a bottle, I growled as loud as i could and shook my head as he stalked toward my table.

When hed reached his destination, he folded his hand around my lower leg and squeezed, running his hand all the way up my leg and squeezing my crotch; smiling at me. I felt the insides of my ears press to the table as I blushed dark, my pupils narrowed in a feeble attempt of intimidation. We stayed there for a few minutes before he took his hand away. Clearing his throat he announced : “you're going to be quiet. You're going to lay still. And you're going to do exactly what we say. Understand?” not having any other option, I nodded.

He proceeded to take out a small paint brush and dipped it into the bottle while I watched carefully, my ears fully straightened and angled toward him. He squished the brush gently and pulled it out again, reaching toward my face. Alarmed, I tried to turn my head away; but he grabbed me under my chin and held as tight as he could. “stay still. This will burn if it gets on your skin.”

I whimpered meekly as he applied whatever was on the brush to the plastic. This time, the liquid didn't stink. That fact gave me some comfort and I relaxed a little. His grip lessened as well. The man applied 3 coats of the liquid and then put on a rubber glove. He began picking at the plastic substance. Which had softened. I lay completely still as he plucked away until eventually is was all gone.

Seeming proud of himself, he giggled and fluffed my hair; “good job.” i wrenched my head away. I didnt care for his feelings. And I didn't care for his compliment. “Where's my mom?? I want to see my mom.” I wasn't buying his ‘nice guy’ act this time. Black Tie Man ignored my demand and began throwing out the plastic and wiping the brush off with a cloth. I decided to ask again, trying my hardest to sound as assertive as possible : “Where. Is. My. Mother??” he turned and began walking toward the door he'd come from. Stopping before he left, he turned to me, holding it open with his foot. “Mrs. Keiko will be here soon.” I sniffed deeply and snorted at him, a childish and rude gesture any kitsune would recognize. Black Tie Man rolled his eyes. “cut the attitude.” Then he left and I was alone again.

SECTION 1 PT. 2 (18+ in this section)

I'd given up trying to keep track of the minutes and seconds drifting by while waiting for this Keiko person. I thrashed in every way I could and with my mouth uncovered, I yelled for help, I yelled questions, i yelled anything I could think of that may help my situation. But I never got any answers. I fell quiet only when my throat started to sting from the strain of constant vocalization and my heart slammed so hard it made my body twitch.

A woman then entered the room. She was very, very tall with long black hair and a large burlap bag that hung from her arm. She set her bag between my legs. "Hello little friend. You'll call me Mrs. Keiko. It's my job to determine if you're healthy enough to be processed here. Or if you need to be transferred." I didn't feel as nervous around Mrs. Keiko. "So.. You're kind of like a doctor..? You'll check my heart and my temperature and stuff..?" She nodded, "and other things"

Mrs. Keiko opened her bag and pulled out what Id determined to be a stethoscope. She put the nubs in her ears and pressed the small circle to my chest. "Will I get to see my mom after this..?" I tried to hide my hopefullness. Mrs. Keiko took the circle away and looked thoughtful. "You're a smart boy aren't you?" Confused, I shrugged; "i'd like to think so.." She nodded. "And you're brave to?" As honestly as I could answer her question I stated : "i don't really feel like it right now.." She laughed. "Well I'm sure you're smart and brave enough to handle the truth. And the truth is - it's best if you forget about your mother and the life you had outside of here."

A cold panic filled my chest. “But.. I thought if I was good for you you'd let me go and i'd go back home!!" Mrs. Keiko shrugged. "It's your own fault you assumed that. Nobody told you that would happen," she starts digging in her bag again, "Now open. I need to check your mouth." Enraged, I bit my lips together and glared at her. I wasn't listening to this woman anymore. She was just like those men.

Mrs. Keiko sighed and rolled her eyes. "I said- open. I need to check your mouth." I bit down so hard my fangs punctured my lip and i wildly shook my head. She stomped her foot on the ground. "Fine. Be that way. If you won't open your mouth yourself, I'll open it for you." I watched her as she dug through her bag and pulled out a thin metal ring that looked like it could fit me like a bracelet.

"Last chance." I turned my face into my shoulder. Mrs. Keiko then proceeded to get on top of me. She wrenched my face from my shoulder and drove her thumb and her index finger into my cheeks and squeezed. During this time, I violently squirmed and tried to shake her off. But my mouth slowly started to part wider. When she noticed this she moved her thumbs and pressed my tongue down, holding my mouth open.

She shoved the ring inside and hooked it behind my fangs. Then she got off. Furious, I screeched and growled at her. Thrashing with all the strength i could muster.

She just stood back and watched me. After a short tantrum, I tired myself out and relaxed, laying back and panting. "All finished?" She asked in a taunting voice. I glared up at her with overwhelming hatred. Happy with her answer, Mrs. Keiko proceeded to carry out an average dental check.

When she was done, Mrs. Keiko put her tools away. Then, she pulled out a ruler and scissors. Concerned over the odd item couple, i started moving again and a attempted to cover up what I could. Mrs. Keiko bent over me and unhooked the ring from my teeth. Immediately I demanded - "Why scissors??"

"Because." She opened them and began cutting up the seams of my shirt. "hey!! W-what are you doing?!" I was afraid to try and turn away from her. I didn't want her cutting me. Something seemed to warn me that she wouldn't care very much if she did. "Well I have to get your clothes off somehow don't I?" Then she cut up the seams of my pants.

She pulled all of my clothes off in one motion and tossed them in a steal bucket. After that, she did something that shocked me so bad I was at a loss for words : Mrs. Keiko lit my clothes on fire.

I could only stare at the bucket in awe.

Eventually I whispered the only words I could find - "Why did you do that.."

She pet my pelvis. "You won't need those old things where you'll be going. Now I need you to relax as much as possible. I'm going to measure you."

*Measure me..? What's she talking about?*

Not wanting to be touched anymore. I declared sharply : "I'm five foot two!"

She laughed. "Not that kind of measuring. You'll like this don't worry." She climbed back onto the table and kneeled between my legs. The realization of what was about to happen hit me.

Without being able to think of anything else I screamed "no thank you!!" And i began trying to close my legs. But Mrs. Keiko just put her knees on them and held me down. Once she'd situated herself, she used her hand and started squeezing. The sensation shot up my back and i gasped, arching. This continued until it was eventually standing up straight and clear fluid I had never seen before was gathering at the opening. Satisfied, Mrs. Keiko took the ruler and pushed my pelvis down, she measured and got off, leaving me panting and my hips moving instinctively.

She put the ruler back in her bag and took out a key, she unlocked all the cuffs and pulled me up. I slumped back, dazed and rolled onto my side, curling my tail protectively between my legs. Mrs. Keiko put her bag in the corner, pulled out a steel collar, four hollow steal circles and five locks. She separated them as she made her way toward me. Lifting my head by my hair, she closed the collar around my neck, the medium ones around my ankles and the smallest ones around my wrists. Then she locked all of them. And put the keys in the bucket holding the remains of my clothing.

After that, she took two ropes and a long chain. She attached at the chain to the collar, the longer rope to my ankles, which was long enough for me to only walk at a slow pace and the small ones to my wrists, after shed pulled them behind my back. She stood me up beside the table, gathered her bag and pulled the chain. "Come on. We're going to your new room now." We strolled for the door but it hit me when I realized I wasn't wearing anything.

Startled, I stopped and pulled back, futilely trying to pull my knee up as high as I could, trying to hide my most private sections. "I'm not wearing my clothes anymore! I can't go out there!!" Mrs. Keiko hauled the door open. "It'll be fine. Any and all people that might see you are used to this." She tugged me into the hall. I tried to cover myself as much as I could, but she tugged harder and I had no choice but to follow her.

SECTION 1 PT 3

We walked down a very, very long hall way. Before we reached the end, we stopped in front of a huge navy blue door. Mrs. Keiko opened the door, untied the ropes from the cuffs, shoved me inside and locked the door before I had time to even consider making a run for it.

Once inside, I rushed the door and slammed hard bangs on it until my arms ached. *this is pointless* I thought with frustration, so I gave up and surveyed my surroundings. This new room was a lot brighter and smaller than the other one. It was square, had no windows, a single LED light in the middle of the ceiling, a mattress with only a pillow on it in the far right corner and a kotatsu with four chairs in the far left corner.

After my observations were deemed complete, I began taking note of possible ways to escape. Standing in the middle of the room I looked around again and started thinking - *the beds resting right on the ground so there's no chance of hiding there.. I could maybe go under the kotatsu....? No. That would be much to obvious. Behind the door and run for it..? No. What if there's more than one next time.. what if they have weapons..*

With no reasonable chance of hiding, I crawled around on the floor, hoping to find a hollow area or a crawl space. *maybe there's wood under here and I can pull it up and hide in the floorboards?* I pushed the floor as I crawled. But under the tatami the entire ground was concrete. That idea ruled itself out faster than the other one. *if I had a knife I could get inside the mattress.. well.. if I had a knife I wouldn't be here would I.. * I mentally hit myself for thinking of something so stupid.

Defeated, i flopped onto my back and lay in a starfish position, surveying the ceiling. My way out of this place basically flew at me. *a grate to the airducts!!* overcome with excitement, I got up and stood on my toes to get a closer look. The grate had four screws keeping it attached to the ceiling. Lowering back to my flat feet, I searched frantically for something to use as a screwdriver. Then it hit me.

Taking the last link of the chain attached to the collar, i pried it off and bit it into shape. I crushed the end of it under the wood of the kotatsu chairs and chewed on that to. After a while, it began to take the form of exactly what i had aimed for. Now all I had to do was get up to the grate, take the screws out and crawl into the duct. Even if someone saw me go up there, no one would be able to follow me. "We'll just see who's not going home.." I muttered to myself as an idea hatched on its own.

I held my makeshift screwdriver in my teeth and dragged the kotatsu under the grate. I grabbed the mattress and pulled it over top of the kotatsu. Lastly I stacked the four flat wooden chairs ontop of the kotatsu and mattress. Then I climbed up.

I was just tall enough to be able to fold my arm at the elbow and press it flat against the ceiling. *I'll definitely be able to climb in there!* ecstatic, I started removing the screws. I got the first one off, then I heard footsteps coming toward me.

I froze. Up until now I hadn't thought about what would happen if someone were to enter while I was still working.

A square section of the door slid open. I flinched back, trying to steady myself and watch the door while my heart practically exploded.

Two hands reached through and tossed a light purple fabric into the room. Then the square slammed back over and locked again. Climbing down from my tower, I got low to the floor, cautiously approached the fabric. Picking it Up, I discovered it was a huge shirt. Big enough to fit me like a dress. I don't care at this point. All that mattered was the fact that I wasn't naked anymore. I pulled it on and it reached my knees. Happy, I got back up on top of my tower and started working again.

My arms were burning by the time the last screw fell to the floor. But just as I was about to try and push up on the grate, I heard more footsteps coming toward my door. Thinking nothing of it, I continued pushing and managed to pop the grate off.

My door opened and I panicked, pulling myself up while crying and shuddering from desperation. But I'd managed pull myself up to my chest into the duct, then I recognized Blue tie man speak up - "think you're smart do you?" Then he grabbed the backs of my knees, digging his fingers in and wrenching my lower body downward. Causing me to lose what little grip I had and send me crashing to the floor. He pulled out a gun, cocked it and held it to me. "Don't move." I had to stay there.

Blue Tie Man inspected the damage i'd done to the ceiling. He left once he made his conclusions and came back with a welding torch. Turning it on, he picked up the grate and welded the perimeter to the ceiling. Black tie man yanked the chain. "Come on. Someone has to speak with you." He raised his arm up as high as he so I had to get to my feet. He gave blue tie man the chain, he led me out and black tie man walked behind us with the gun pointed to my back.

We traveled down the hallway in the opposite direction of the room I first woke up in, until we came to another door. This one was smaller than my room door, and it was white. It opened and I was led inside. Then I was sat down in a chair and the chain from my collar was locked to it.

They left again. Time to survey this room to.

This new room was very bright. The walls matched the white of the door. There was a giant black camera directly above my table with the lens pointed directly at me.

*obviously..* There was also a window in this room. Stretching up as best as I could, I peered through it. It over looked a giant auditorium type room. With easily a few hundred kotatsu seats and a large stage in the middle. It kind of reminded me of the university classrooms i'd heard my mother talk about before.

The door opened and a different woman entered. She was short, and had shoulder length brown hair pulled back into a pony tail. She put a computer and a notebook with a pen on the table and sat down.

"Hello. I'm Hanaya. I just need to ask you some questions." I made a snarky nod and said, "go ahead. It doesn't mean you'll get any answers." Hanaya folded her hands on the table. "Well actually I will because here's the thing - that chair you're sitting in is wired with electricity. The metal of your chain will conduct the electricity and when i push the button on the table itll shock you if I suspect you're lying or if you're being difficult. Each shock will get stronger until you either crack and tell me what I need to know or you pass out from the pain. If it's the latter we'll just bring you back here when you're awake. You can choose. Understand?" I didnt respond. Apparently, Hanaya took that as a yes and began her questions : "what's your full name?" I spat at her, pining my ears back and baring my teeth. Growling at her, "Bite me whore."

She shook her head and pressed the button. A jolt of electricity shot down my back and i tensed before dropping back, panting. "Okay.. let's try again. What your full name?" Through gritted teeth I responded "Yuneno Naebara." Hanaya smiled, "thank you." She continued to ask me basic questions like how old I am, how tall I am, where i went to school and where I'm from. But after a while, there came a question I didn't like at all : "what was your father's name?"

"I don't know.. I never met him." She writes in her notebook. "Well then what's your mothers name?" I became concerned. "Why?"

"I just need to talk to her. What's her name?" I laughed loudly, "you really think I'll tell you?? Those other two told me we'd go 'talk' to my mother and look at me now!" To further prove my point I pulled the chain and showed her the steel cuffs on my wrists. "You're not knowing anything." Hanaya sighed and pressed the button again, the current was stronger this time. I screamed and arched so hard I fell from the chair, nearly choking on the collar suddenly being pulled tight around my neck but I couldn't move, I was frozen in place and shaking.

Hanaya asked again, "what's her name?" I managed to kick her leg in defiance and she pressed the button harder, which made the current even stronger. My mouth fell open and my cries turned into a shivering squeal, I was hardly breathing from the pain. When I began seeing more multicolored speckles on the edges of my vision than the objects in the room, I caved. "Her names Nami!! It's Nami!! Please stop!!" I cried out desperately. Hanaya took her hand off the button and I was left convulsing and grunting on the floor.

Once my body had reduced the convulsions to small twitches, Hanaya unlocked the chain from the chair, picked me up bridal style, and carried me back to my room. Once we arrived, she put me down on the mattress and knelt down beside me.

"Here's what's going to happen now. I'll let Takao know you've had a hard time. He'll be in in an hour or so. Then he'll take you to the showers, where you'll clean yourself as best as you can. Then you'll be taken to the auditorium that the office overlooked. Okay?"

I turned away from her and curled into the pillow. My entire body stung and tingled. I felt worn out and just wanted to sleep.

Hanaya placed her had on my shoulder and whispered, "I'm sorry I had to do that to you." I thought I could hear guilt in her voice as she left.

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