The door shut closed, and she wasn’t sure whether or not she should feel bad that she was still on the side with the containers. Once the doors had shut completely, the light coming in through the hallway had disappeared, but luckily knowing where the door was meant that she could probably find the light switch as well.
    Stumbling in the dark (which was slightly worse due to the fact that her eyes hadn’t readjusted since the lights shut off), she managed to find her way to the door once more (at least she assumed it was the same door). Sliding against the wall, she ran her hands against the metal wall trying in vain to find any sort of light switch. Eventually, her fingers caught true on something, which she easily flipped downwards.

    The lights hanging from the ceiling turned on in a wave. The ones closest to the doors, followed by those further back, and so on and so on for a good while. With the lights on, she could see how much larger the room was than she had initially assumed. The ceiling was somewhere high above the lights which were a good fifteen or so feet above the floor. The room was organized by several artificial hallways created by the large containers. There were about seven artificial hallways, and looking down one of them, she couldn’t see where the hallways most likely lead to the back wall.

    Walking over to the nearest container, she examined the strange markings on the side, trying in vain to comprehend what the symbols meant, before her mind finally kicked in deciphering the symbols as letters and reading the words, ‘Rejuvination Pod #000532’. Underneath which, in much smaller print, it read, ‘Property of Eternity Cosmetics, a subsidiary of $#@~’ the last couple of symbols, despite her best efforts, were unreadable. Whenever she tried to look at them, it was as if the letters themselves shifted and transformed into other letters.
   Moving on, she decided to actually try to examine the insides of the pods themselves. This first pod she came to contained within in another woman floating around in green water and again with several needles and wires connected to her. Unlike the blue haired woman, she had squinty eyes, straight black hair, and her head was not attached to her body. She found it worrisome, however it seemed as though the wires were keeping the two separate parts alive, so she was only moderately concerned. She was beginning to feel slightly inadequate, as the woman in the container’s body had two complete sets of large breasts, one pair above the other, and said breasts had massive nipples. Looking down at her own pair, they were slightly smaller in both sizes. Grabbing one, she gasped, a nice feeling radiating from her lower slit as she squeezed and moved the ball of fat around.

    As much as she would have loved to just stand there, staring at the strange woman and fondling her seemingly useless breasts around, she wanted to examine a couple more of these strange pods before trying to get out of this place. The pod next door had a man, his brown slightly curly hair floating in more green liquid. Examining his body, she finally realized the difference between how she identified this person as a man, as he did not have any breasts on his chest, nor did he have a slit between his legs, but rather what could best be described as a flesh tube. Similar to the other woman in the tube, he was not as normal as the woman she had seen step out of the tube and follow the strange man. It was kind of as if his legs and his arms fed into one another, leading to him to look extremely uncomfortable as he floated around in his tank as the loops of his limbs pushed against the sides of the pod.
    In the next pod over, the thing inside of the pod could hardly be described as human rather a pulsing and convulsing ball of flesh. The surface of the flesh rippled and looked like it desperately wanted to expand, but every time a tendril or something extended out, it would disintegrate in the green water and returns the body of the mass.
    Another pod, another person, this one another woman. As much as she would have loved to see her face, her pod was filled to the brim with floating body parts (all more or less the same, and all clearly a woman’s). Each body part had at least a couple of wires and needles pushing into it.

    As much as she would have loved to continue looking at the pods and the people they held within, the next pod gave her pause as she examined the person inside. It was a female’s limbless body and head, which would not have been much to give her pause given the variety of transformations she had seen thus far, but it was the fact that her head had blue hair that exactly matched the girl who had gone with the tall male stranger. ‘What?’ she thought.

    She walked down a couple of more pods, and spotted another one, a woman’s body with two arms and a head, and the head was the blue haired woman again. Four down, woman with a head on furry legs, same blue hair. Eight down, head attached between the legs rather than on top of body, same blue hair. Fourteen down, floating head, blue hair. Three down, woman with two heads, one of them was Ms. Blue hair ’What is going on?!’ she thought, ‘How are there so many of her? I need to get out of here and find someone who can help me with answers.’

    Thankfully, she had already managed to escape one prison today, so she was certain she could escape this slightly larger one.

    How should she go about escaping from this place?
    1.) Through the vents
    2.) Jailbreak
    3.) Through the front door