No.

No, you think. She has to know. Every woman you've met here has been in on it and you've only been here a few days. Things would only get worse if you yelled for help.

You hear the door click shut and the President Winters says "Good job pet. You're learning. She presses a button and the ends of the cage expand outward to give you enough room to lie down. She reaches into a drawer and pulls out a small pillow, blanket and a single serving box of Cherrios and hands them all to you through the door.

"Remember this, I reward good behavior" says the president as she shuts the door to your cage. You hear a fan turn on in the cage bringing a flow of AC into your cage that hadn't been there the night before.

You down the Cheerios as if you'd never tasted anything better in your life before. Shortly after you fall asleep.

You wake up later, feeling sore but alert. You need to stretch your legs and get out of this cage.

You hear yelling outside in the secretary's office.