P01 On The Run

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Eva still couldn't believe it, that she had the keys to her freedom right in her hands. She also found a remote the guards used to speak to her and to electronic shock her from the inside. Finally she could hear again, but she had to watch out not to press the wrong button.

She tried to calm herself down, knowing that she was still trapped inside skin-tight prison which prevents her to do most basic human actions. Eva wanted to get out of this so badly, so the first thing she tried was to open it up.

In the last weeks she had more than enough time to study her appearance but she didn't found a way to open her entrapment, not a single seam, no zipper, so she guessed the way out must be hidden under her collar.


Desperate she tried inserting a key into her collar, but her restrained arms couldn't bend that far. She tried every possible position but in the end she was near tears, angry over her own inability.
Despite all her luck coming this far, her thumb less hands weren't able to insert the key on the back of her neck.

There was no choice, Eva had to still wear this whilst doing her escape attempt.
The cell door was found quickly and the key was much easier to insert. With both hands she tried unlocking it. It took all her concentration.
Usually in situations that required all her attention she tended to chew on her tongue, now her tongue was just flapping around inside her metal tube that splits her mouth open.

With a click the lock was defeated and the door pushed aside. As Eva crawled outside the cell she stopped and listened. Everything was quiet. Since she wasn't able to walk upright she stayed on her fours searching for an exit.
She felt the pressure on her skin and the one of the objects inside her with every move she made. Although she couldn's see, this place reminded her more of a Hospital then a prison. Outside her cell she found no locked doors and after like 15 minutes crawling around opening a big wooden door and climbing down some stairs, she realized that the air became colder, that there was wind. She could feel it on her tongue. The young women bowed down her head until her mouth reached the ground.

Evangeline used her tongue, it was gravel, she was outside.