“Not that we had much choice.  Come see for yourself.” He walked the Princess over to the metal door and slid back a tiny rectangular section, revealing a small window.  The room was large and its walls were padded, clearly designed to contain the nastiest of inmates.  The alien leaned against the far wall.  Its two forelegs were secured with thick steel braces that were bolted to the wall with heavy chains.  It was a sorry sight.  His head fell against his raised left foreleg, and Celestia noticed a large U shaped mark on his face near its forehead.  The mark was swollen and the skin was split open in some places.  The occasional drop of blood streaked down his cheek, accentuating his depressed countenance.  