... He had been moved in his sleep; which couldn't have happen unless he had been drugged. Gladia's body had seen to that as his mouth explored it. Sam seemed to be lying on the floor, or on some sort of low, cushioned platform that elevated his head and outstretched arms. His wrists and ankles were locked in rubber-covered shackles of some sort, which didn't hurt him. The shackles were attached by a plastic-coated cable to something, but the cables didn't restrict his movement more than necessary to keep him from getting up. He was scared, and screamed out. Lights in the room came on, and the door opened ...
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