For many years you were kept in slavery, like a dog. You lived in a damp cage with a rotten mattress. The clothes were always many sizes bigger than you, so you always had to support them.

An explosion is heard from the corridor, accompanied by heels, until their knock stopped near your door. There was a soft creak of the door when a tall, statuesque woman with long hair appeared in the light of fluorescent lamps. "Hey little one, how are you feeling?" She asked in a velvety voice.