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Astra sat in the cot that sat in the middle of the cell. It was fairly
clean, well polished. Even had a waste tube. It was thirty feet and
fifteen feet deep. Fred had the bright pink blanket wrapped around her. Not for any sense of modesty, it was just that when it was off, more gaurds seemed to find an excuse to stop by and gawk at her naked body. It's been ten hours now since she was captured and she was no closer to escaping then she had ever been. For the hundreth time she catalogued what she could see behind the bars. A half-moon desk ten feet away from the cell. Two gaurds sat there, filling out paperwork by torchlight. One was fat and the other fit and muscular. Astra would have hit on him if the situation had been different. Now she would just have to hit him. To th right of the desk was a long cabinet, locked with keys. Behind the meshed glass was a wonderful array of weapons. Astra recognized the B-400 chopping sword, the Excel Brand Mace and the Warriors Weekly Approve Shield (now with fire-absorbing power!) To the extreme left and right were wide, highly polished tunnels that circled in on themselves and led to the Gaurds HQ upstairs. The one she had come down had a little door for the guard's water closet. (She hadn't gone up the other one but the same sounds came down each tunnel).
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