The feel of the cold metal running up her back sent chills through her whole body as the woman cut her clothes away. Cheza kept reminding herself that Honey had said she could be useful to the crew as their cook so they wouldn't kill her. It became her mantra as the woman looked her over and ran her nails over her body, making her shudder,<em>'I am useful, they won't kill me...'</em>She began to breath more evenly as she repeated that in her head over and over, keeping her body and mind calm for whatever this woman may do to her in this very prone position.