Five minutes later the remaining conscious ones were led through the cell wing.
"So, ladies, this will be your home for the next few years.", explained Miracle Mary, "Everyone of you will now meet their new cell mate, and to be
too shocked. You will soon share the same fate, girls."
"This is yours, sweetie.", said the warden when he opened a cell and tossed Samuel in, "And behave yourself, darling, otherwise we will have REAL
fun, and what you have seen outside will be like a picnic to you."
Inside the gloomy twilight of cell Samuel's vision became slowly clear, cause even if he would never admit it but the toss of the Warden had given
him a serious headache.
"Oh, fresh meat!", came a somehow strange voice. It was a bit too deep for a girl, but also too high for boy.
Samuel turned slowly around and saw a strange figure lying on one of the plank beds. It seemed to be a girl, well mostly. She had a bit of a
feminine figure, but the proportions were somehow...wrong. She had fiery red hair and the left upper half of her face was round and soft with a
cute blue eye, while the other half was masculine and angular with a fierce green eye.
"What are you staring at? Lost your voice, missy?", asked the figure in a harsh tone.
"Wha-..What are you?", stammered Samuel.
"I am your future. I've been her for a while. The name's Phoenix Polly. So what about you, sunshine?"
"I..I am Samuel. What have they done to you?", asked Samuel.
"The same they will do to you. After all their treatments and indoctrination and punishments you will slowly become a sweet little crime fighter,
just like them. And me sooner or later. But I will resist. I will fight these bitchy whores, these...argh."
Suddenly the head of Samuel's new cell mate yanked forward and he ... or she screamed in agony. After a few seconds she seemed normal again.
Well under the circumstances normal.
"Sorry, that's one of the problems with a mind in self-conflict. You will experience this sooner than you want.", said Polly now with a far more
nicer voice than before.
"So why are you here? I was pyromaniac. Set a lot of cars aflame. Oh how I like the burn! Argh.... Bad thoughts, bad thoughts. Ah, better. So why
are you here?", asked Polly while rubbing her temples.
"I led a street gang. We're trapped in an ambush."
"Oh, a fighter. You won't have it easy here. A free advice: Don't fight too hard. You won't like the results."
Just then one of the warden, the short blonde, who disarmed Keith, opened the door.
"Payne, Samuel. Step out! You follow me now to your tests."
"What tests?", asked Samuel, not able to keep all of his fear out of his voice.
"To see what kind of sissy girl you will become!", laughed Poll from her plank bed.
"Now follow me and don't try any jokes, kiddo.", said the warden in a harsh tone. "You have seen what happened to those bitches at the arrival."
With that he was led down the corridor....