Struggling, Septer grappled at her belly hose. Her hand kept swinging past it until it finally connected with it and she closed her fist around its ribbing. Septer strained to pull it until the hose popped out and whipped out of her hand onto the floor. The arm hose was just as difficult, but eventually it too ended up laying on the floor.

Septor braced herself, then pushed herself up. Instead she collapsed awkwardly and rolled to her right and then fell off onto the floor. Her head hit the floor. Searing pain radiated through her skull from the impact.

And that is when she first heard and saw it. Incomprehensible voices chanting. Nightmare images flitting through her mind.

Septor had thought that her experience up til now was horrible. The horror was just beginning.