Red Hand Annie

The Collar & The Cage

(Song mostly to set mood & for feels)

Setting: one month has gone by and Annie is now 6 months pregnant, as well as just waking up...

I wake, slowly opening my eyes to the bright blinding lights; blinking and adjusting my eyes to my view of the ceiling...I freeze as I realize I'm not in the prison cell I once was in. Where the hell am...I question as I slowly sit up and soon stiffen at the feeling of comfort and softness below me. I look down at where I was laying...a b-bed? I'm in a bed? The hells going on? I look, taking in my surroundings...the bed, a nightstand with a single drawer to it to the right of the bed, to the left...a pot of sorts...directly in front of the bed sits a large window. But the window doesn't look out to the Russian forest, but to people whom I guess are observing me on the other side.

Looking down at myself, I notice my stomach is larger, I must've been out for a while...I'm no longer wearing my cat suit. Instead, I find that I'm wearing what looks to be nothing accept a hospital gown; the entirety of the room is white: floor, sheets, walls and all the only non-white thing in this room is the see through window with people watching me. After a moment of taking in my surroundings, I realize something...

There's no door

"I see you're finally awake 001," a voice all too familiar comes echoing through the room, "this room...is yours; think of it as your new cage."

"..." I glare at the man through the giant window that is speaking to me

"And before you get any ideas of trying to escape it..." he says holding up a mirror till I see my reflection

My eyes change to white with worry from the sight of myself; I hadn't noticed the gloves of cast iron weighing down my hands, or felt the chocker around my neck...

"This window is the only way in and out of your cell," he continues, "and the controls are out here with us. That collar around your neck, is no ordinary collar either. Should you even tempt to escape...it'll send a rather harsh shock through you."

"..." I glare at the hateful man with my now black colored eyes

"The key to unlocking it also resides in my pocket," he says with a sickening smile, "so don't think you'll be getting free of it just by ripping it off your neck..." he glances down at my hands, "not that you even can."

"..." I grit my teeth as glare at him hard as if ready to attack him

"So if you do not wish to bring harm to Subject: 02 and have to go through the W.03 again, I suggest you behave and comply pet..." he sneers, "you were so much easier to deal with before you escaped all those years ago," he says with a sigh, "ah, well; can't live in the past now can we? Or can we..."