W.I.N.G.S.

Piano Keys

"I'll take this costumer, She's a very good friend of mine." Xenya told the small host before quickly turning to me with a wide grin stretching across her plump cheeks.

"Welcome Mya, long time no see." She says while taking a step towards my small frame and giving me a tight hug.

What was I doing here? I never expected to find one of my old high school friends in a place like this, and even less that they would own it. I should have looked into this place a bit more. I should have fully researched this location. Do places like this even have websites? I shouldn't even be here.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't be here. I was just checking it out inside I've seen it from the outside so many times on my way to work, and have always wondered what it was like inside. Now I know and I can leave." I spilled out as fast as possible trying to leave the thick air filled room.

Right when i was gonna turn out and flee the area I felt a hand grab a hold of my upper arm. My head spun back to look at the person grabbing me and found a sad look sitting on Xenya's familiar face.

"Don't go yet. You don't have to buy a thing. Just stay awhile, let me show you around. Come meet my husband. Just don't go yet. I don't have many female friends. Actually I don't have many friends in general. This business takes up most of my time."

I stood there thinking. Every part of my body was screaming at me to just turn around and run away as fast as possible. This wasn't a place I could just mess around with. This was real. This wasn't a game. I looked into Xenya's pleading eyes and finally gave in. I hung my head in defeat before taking a step towards her in acceptance.

"Yay ok come on let me give you a tour of the place. You are currently at base level. There are ten floors, but I'll only be showing you nine today." She started on while leading me towards a dark blue velvet elevator.

"All of our facilities are clean and healthy. We don't hold our subjects as slaves but rather treat them as children. Me and my husband take them in at any age train them for a year and then have them ready for sale. 90% of the people are here because they want to be."

"What about the other 10% of people?" I asked her while watching the number on the elevator door rise.

"Well, they are alittle harder to convince, but in the end they always give in." she said with a glint in her dark eyes.

"Alright this is our first floor. Please if you will." She motions for me to get off first, and I do.

My eyes take in the whole floor. It was a small building, and in turn so were the floor. The floor was quiet and strangely resembled a hotel. Xenya stood beside me for a second before walking down the hall in a slow pace waiting for me to catch up.

Every door had a number, a strange lock on the door knobe, and a file beside it. On the other side of the door was a large window that almost touched the floor and ceiling.

"So we are on our E.X.O. Floor. This is one of our larger floors. Each room holds one subject, and each floor holds anywhere from 5 to 17 rooms. We have numbers on each door, mainly for the new employes, but as you work here longer you learn the names of each subject. Don't be mistaken you can still change their name to whatever you make wish."

She finished speaking while stopping in front of one window. I followed after and also stood in front of the window before turning to look at what she was looking. Inside of the room was a large figure lying down underneath it's covers.

"As you can see, each of our subjects have a bed table side bathroom and one item of choice. In this case this subject has a guitar. Midnight is when the doors unlock and the subjects are allowed to mingle under supervision, but until then they usually sleep in all day." She continues to explain.