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Chapter 18 by RobinWrites RobinWrites

Follow or Flee?

Follow.

Hayley and Dee followed silently behind the drone. As they passed by closed doors Hayley was sure she could hear the sound of muffled screams. These were snuffed out pretty quickly so it was hard to know for sure.

Hayley tried to follow the way the drone in front acted. That would be the only way she could see herself getting out of this one.

The drone marched rigidly straight backed almost like a robot. It's arms swaying at its side in rhythm with its legs.

The drone looked straight ahead never looking around at anything just ahead eyes a fixed onwards.

The drone would on occasion make a lustful noise a moan of pleasure that filtered through the gas mask sounded almost alien .

Hayley added the moan to her act .With luck it would be convincing enough.

The three drones arrived at their destination. The lead drone walked into the open door way the others shuffled in behind.

Against the back wall sat to pods ,these pod were big enough for a human to get in and stand comfortably.

The lead drone beckoned them to get in. Both Hayley and Dee reluctantly abliged.

Hayley stood still as a noise of machinery coming into life around her sounded in her ears.

Metal cuffs sprang out of the back of the pods locking around her wrists and ankles . Another larger one clamped round her neck tightly.

She couldn't move now even if she wanted to ,this was beginning to feel like a scene from a bad science fiction film she had seen once.

A drone in a uniform similar to the one Hayley wore apart from it was all white approached the pods.

"Drones state your designations."

"HL375" Hayley said in her best dull monotonous robot voice.

Dee did not say anything.

"Error no such designation found. Running diagnostic ."

White gloved hands moved towards her gas mask gripping around the back of her head and uncoupling the straps.

Hayley tried not to struggle as it was removed ,Dee on the other hand wriggled and dodged .

"Sedate this one"

Dee's pod closed with a glass door and it began to fill up with gas. Strangely enough the gas mask did little to protect her and it was not long before Dee lay still.

Hayley stared dead ahead trying her best not to blink or even look around .

She could make out that her mask had been taken to a computer and had been plugged in.

After a few minutes a loud ping sounded from the computer and the white clad drone returned to her with the mask.

Hayley knew what was happening well she guessed. She wiggled her arms it did feel like she could get loose.

Try to Escape or Reacquire the Mask?

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