<br/><br/>The last cell, furthest in the corner of the bottom deck was an isolated thing, not secured with bars but rather a cramped cell barely large enough for three persons to have a casual conversation in, accessible only by a narrow door with a barred window.<br/><br/>Inside there were suitable points to rig chains, rope or other means of binding a prisoner, and soon the naked pallid woman hung from the wrist manacles supporting her weight, sharply, rudely brought to cognizance with a slight rattle of the chains as she tested the boundaries of her confinement in the dark.<br/><br/>The woman offered no answer through her gag, but her throat tremored with something feral that sounded almost like a muted growl.<br/>