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Some time later. At adaptation cell...

Annabelle struggled to adjust herself with her hands in an initially uncomfortable position for praying backwards, time ticking by slowly, her shoulders and elbows aching from the long, rigid, unnatural position. This made the girl very tired and angry, but she could not do anything about it, her only opportunity was only to come to terms with what was happening, but she could not be distracted. After a certain period of time, after the signal from the ceiling speaker, Annabelle disciplinedly performed the special gymnastics that Edward told her about - rotated and squeezed her hands. It was the only way to count down the time until the end of the workout. After some time, Annabelle got used to the dull pain and learned to endure it. But there was another problem, the girl began to feel a distant, but approaching need to go to the toilet. Knowing that there would be no interruptions, Annabelle waited patiently for her release. From idleness, the girl looked at every corner of her current home in an attempt to drive away thoughts from her growing desire to empty her bladder. After about three hours of her boring and exhausting workout, Annabelle fell into a sound and deep sleep while sitting on her reverse prayer machine. In the back of her mind, Annabelle heard the harsh sound of the overhead speaker signaling the opening of the door to her securely locked cell.

Some time later. At adaptation cell...

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