Axler, James - Outlanders 002 by Destiny Run (v2.1)

Author:Destiny Run (v2.1) [Run, Destiny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

With a shocking suddenness, Kane awoke. One moment he was floating in a comfortable sepia sea of unconsciousness. In the next moment it was as if a great hand snatched him up by the scruff of the neck and flung him into a cold and miserable reality. He felt something hard against his back and a stiffness in his neck.

For an instant that felt as long as an eternity, he fought against a surge of panic. When it passed, he cracked his eyelids and saw his lap. Then he opened his eyes and forced them to focus on his surroundings. He was in a small, square metal room with flat gray walls. The room was evenly, almost intimately lit from some invisible source. He saw no doors or windows, and there seemed to be no ceiling. In front of him stood a small desk. Piled atop it was his coat, sweater, combat harness and bolstered Sin Eater.

He looked down at himself. He had been stripped except for his pants. Naked to the waist, he was seated in a high-backed wooden chair, his wrists tightly bound to the arms by leather cuffs. Long wafers of metal ran along the wood beneath his arms. His bare back pressed against a wider metal plate. It didn't feel uncomfortably cold, so he figured he had been sitting in the chair long enough for his body heat to warm the metal. Carefully he leaned to the right, looking down. The square chair legs were bolted solidly to the floor..

He gathered his muscles, straining them against the cuffs, testing their strength. A wave of icy agony coursed through him, streaking up his arms, over and across his back. He writhed, not able to bite back a cry of surprised pain. Slowly the wave receded, easing away.

A woman laughed. "How do you like our attitude adjuster, outsider?" The language was English, and somehow it didn't surprise Kane.

"Effective," he said, surprised to hear how steady his voice sounded. "It'll work the kinks out of your back for sure."

Boot heels clacked on the floor behind him. He looked up at Captain Ivornich as she walked around the chair and stood in front of the desk, leaning one hip casually against a corner. In her right hand she held a small box molded from metal. Two buttons, one green, one red, studded its surface. Clipped to the belt around her waist was a black plastic instrument. Two metal prongs protruded from one end. Kane recognized it as a stun gun, which delivered an incapacitating electric shock.

"I suppose I should thank you for not shooting me," he said politely.

The woman's eyebrows arched in mock wonderment. "Really? I wouldn't if I were you."

Her thumb depressed the red button on the box in her hand. Icy jolts of voltage rushed through Kane's back, up his arms. He cried out, muscles twisting in a brief spasm. The agony went away, and Kane sat there, sweating and gasping.

"Do you still wish to thank me?" Ivornich asked.

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