"Oh god... I don't suppose any of you people know of a way out of here?" You ask aloud to no one in particular. "I'm afraid not." A young woman in a fancy dress responds as she holds up her handcuffed arms. "Madam Zelda isn't one to take chances, every single lock and restrant is secure and no one knows where she hides the keys..." You let out a sigh as you look around the room. "Okay then, how come she didn't handcuff or tie up me like the rest of you?" You say as you lean back against the cold metal bars. "Oh, we weren't going to tell you this, but..." A man in a gimp suit begins as he puts a massive hairly arm behind his head. "Well, she... wanted to test you out, nothing REAL bad... just y'know, a car battery, some thumbtacks, and a-" He stops when he notices the growing look of horror on your face. "That perverted freak touched me... while I was knocked out?! Jesus, I don't even want to know any of the rest, let's just get out of here and take down that bitch!" You shout in a rage, alerting a guard in the other room. You are about to say something to him when he knocks you flat on your back with a club. The room spins and you black out once again...
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