<em>I hope I didn't mod too badly with the guard here. I figured he'd be a great way to introduce Katie to the scene and show a little peek of her personality. Forgive me. I tend to make reeeeeally long posts. *takes her OOC to the OOC thread now that this disclaimer is made*</em><br/><br/>The guard brought Katie in through a small doorway that opened directly behind the cage. His grip was firm, but painless, on her elbow as he guided her the half-dozen steps through open room to the confines of bars once again; he doubted this one would try to run. She barely lifted her feet to walk and he had no idea how she saw where she was going from behind all that crazed hair falling over her face.<br/><br/>He deftly twisted a series of keys in the lock on the back wall of the cage.<em>Now</em>the girl decided to balk, realizing apparently that confinement was coming again. She actually almost twisted away from his grasp while he was busy with his keyring, silently and gracefully wrenching her arm nearly out of the socket to get away.<br/><br/>"Where would you go?" The guard whispered to her as he grabbed her arm again, trying not to pinch her but seeing little other choice in the matter. He exaggerated jerking her upright, as if she slipped on accident, and leaned in to hiss in her ear. "You behave! I've seen dozens of girls come through here. You want to have it easy, you play nice!"<br/><br/>She made no reply as he shoved her roughly into the cage. The bars overhead were barely tall enough for her to stand upright; if she hadn't been hugging herself so tightly she could have touched all four walls by outstreching herself and turning in a slow circle. The room was nothing but cold light and bare color. After nearly three days in dark vans, dark rooms, dark alleys, this was too much all at once.<br/><br/>She didn't hear the lock snick back into place. All she heard was her own heartbeat and her breath tearing through her lungs. The marble of the cage floor sent leaden chills up her legs. Didn't rich people know about heat? The air was cool on her bare skin. Plain little cotton panties and a ragged bra were little protection for her slim frame.<br/><br/>Katie made some sort of sense of her surroundings, at least enough to pick the corner of the cage farthest from the others wandering freely in the room. She staggered blindly backwards, her hair draping over her shoulders and face as she slid down to curl her legs beneath her. She hid her face in her hands and tried to hold very still, counting the seconds it took to inhale. Exhale. Inhale...