Elohim was left alone for several hours, to think alone and pleasure herself as she wished.  At length, Ennea walked into the room, dressed quite differently than she usually was.  She came in wearing a light blue kimono, with a stylized black dragon on the back.  Her short, boyish hair had been combed quite carefully, and a flower placed in it to make her look more feminine.  If it weren't for her now obvious claws, the armored collar around her neck, and the strange gleam in her eyes, one might just mistake Ennea for a woman.  Ennea's bare feet tread softly on the concrete floor of the chamber, and she gently moved to unlock Elohim's chains.  "Master has prepared a room for you."  Ennea said simply, turning back without preamble to walk to the room.<br/><br/>Ennea stopped as she walked down the corridor, giving the exaggerated shrug of someone who doesn't want to do something, but would rather look like they simply forgot.  "Master... has also asked me to remove your collar."  Ennea said, barely able to keep her polite tone.  The odd girl fished out a small key that she had somehow concealed in her bra, and leaned up onto her toes, holding Elohim by the back of the neck.  With excessively deliberate care, she inserted the key into Elohim's collar, and unlocked it, smiling broadly once the operation was done.<br/><br/>Before Elohim could even tell what was going on, the collar was secreted somewhere on Ennea's form, and the beast was walking happily towards Elohim's quarters, with a swagger that suggested she would start prancing on all fours at any moment.  The pair walked down a flight of stairs, and went down a corridor, finally arriving at Elohim's quarters.  Aside from the lack of windows, and the many locking mechanisms on the reinforced steel door, they looked quite cozy.  The bed was a queen sized bed with high thread count sheets, while a set of comfortable looking chairs sat around a regal looking bookshelf.  The bookshelf was well appointed with an eclectic mix of science fiction stories and late 19th century literature, as well as having several shelves devoted to nonfiction, mostly analytic philosophy.<br/><br/>There were a number of books written by Nietzche and Jean Paul Sartre, as well as several books by Richard Dawkins filed nearby.  Up on the top shelf was a copy of Hitler's<em>Mien Kampf</em>, sitting incogruinously among a few cheesy romance novels.  Meanwhile, the lower shelves of the bookshelf seemed to be taken up with biological and psychological reference texts, as well as a few books on cryptozoology and crank conspiracy theories.  The entire bookshelf seemed to have been compiled by an individual who liked to invite controversy.<br/><br/>A door on one side of the room led to a fancy bathroom, with a separate tub and shower.  Just to the side of the door rested a desk, on which a laptop sat resting and waiting.  Just to the side of the computer sat a fresh apple pie and a jug of milk.  "I made the apple pie for you."  Ennea said sweetly, smiling and revealing her fangs before she scampered off and slammed the door to the room, leaving Elohim trapped within after a few clicks of the safe door locking.