for now

Samora decides to not fight as the guard unlocks her, she rubs her wrists as they are unbound. the man orders her to crawl in front of him, Samora obeys, but carefully takes note of the layout of the hallways, hoping that if she bides her time she may be able to make a break out later.

Samora is steered into a dungeon room with many, many, horrific machines, Samora hopes she will not end up in any of them. The guard takes Samora to a stone table.

"Lay down on the table" the guard orders. Samora crawls up onto the table, laying automatically on her back. The guard takes her wrists and ankles and cuff them to the corners of the table.

"Now, to start off slow we should use....."