What does Lotho-etsarra know that I don’t? “This is a four,” he informs me, and it begins with the flesh around my stomach. XXX When Salarin bared me I’d thought it was impossible to make me feel more ashamed and self-conscious, but these guys make my skin crawl. He’ll see us any moment now, and we’re lost. Implanting is the stuff of nightmares, another example of the Slaver’s cruelty towards their captives. Why did they give her this task? When the ship settles with a heavy boom and the engines cut, the gravity we feel can only be real. I have already witnessed some of the other girls in our cell being taken away for the processing that prepares them for The Rape Run, and for an almost inevitable life of




















