body would never fit into.
The beings came into the room. Anu. Their seven-foot-tall frames, elongated skulls, and long slender fingers frightened her. She'd heard the stories from girls who remembered what had been done to them in the breeding room. Not everyone remembered, but some of them did, and it had left them scarred.
The Anu scientists walked past each cell, inspecting them and reading the output from the internal sensors. Magda squeezed back as they approached and slipped through the wall into the next chamber. Luckily, this room was empty. It seemed to be some kind of Anu bedroom.
She had to find her way back to the Anu mainframe to inject the virus. Wondering around the ship like this was not safe. She searched her mind, trying to access the data she'd downloaded before. Where was the mainframe? She'd found it so easily the first time.
Scanning her mind, she couldn't come up with the files. Where had they gone? Crap . Had she transferred them completely into Emilia's computer? Or was she just not able to find them in the clutter of her own mind.
"Michael," she called out to him through time and space. "I can't find the mainframe."
"It is at the center of the ship," she heard him say. "You must be careful. If they find you, even in astral form, they can jail you."
"Now you tell me," she muttered.
She closed her eyes and willed herself to appear near the mainframe of the ship's computer. Nothing happened. She was going to have to find it by herself. At least she had some general direction to go. She just had to keep heading toward the center of the ship and she'd find it. No problem.
Moving toward the next wall, she took a deep breath, and pressed through. She opened her senses to check if there was anyone in the next room. She heard voices, heartbeats, breath. Can't go that way.
Instead, she continued through the walls, moving through metal and wire between the ship's rooms. When an astral hand pushed through the wall and grabbed her arm, she was taken by surprise. It yanked her through the wall and brought her into the light of the room. Words filtered into her mind.
"Human. What are you doing?"
"She is a threat," another one said. "Take her to the holding cell."
"Wait," she cried out. But it was no use. They didn't listen to her and didn't care. Part of her was terrified they would rape her, even out of her body. They dragged her astral form through the ship and threw her weightless body into a dark black room. When the door closed behind her, she was left in darkness.
Magda tried to move through the wall, but couldn't. She was trapped. "Michael," she screamed, but she heard no reply. Was she cut off from communication as well? Her weightless body sunk to the floor as if in a puddle where she wept and shivered.
Wholly unheroic. She admonished herself through her tears. She'd had a full kundalini awakening, yet she was still overcome by fear and doubt when confronted with a challenge.
Rising, she brushed herself off mentally and resolved to find her way out of this. Whether Michael could hear her or not. She felt along the walls, ceiling, and floor with her astral hands, looking for some kind of crack, some way out. She couldn't find anything but the seam where the door closed. Focusing on that, she tried to press her astral body through.
A moment later, the door pushed open and she tumbled out and smacked into another astral body. Expecting to find an Anu standing before her, she was surprised when it was Michael.
"Come," he said, taking her hand. “We haven't much time."
"Michael. I'm so relieved to see you."
"I wanted to avoid getting involved at this level, but I won't let you be imprisoned. Not even for a short period. Come."
He took her hand and in the blink of an eye, they were standing before the mainframe of the Anu's shipboard computer. "Do it now," he said. A team of Anu engineers came toward them, their long fingers grasping at Michael and Magda. Michael put up his hands and they
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