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couldn’t risk
letting her see their faces, but just a voice over an intercom, or a commando
in body armour and a ski mask would really help her mood right then.
    She sat up straighter. It was too
early to be getting depressed, she hadn’t even been here for a day. Maybe she
was being held for ransom, and would be going home once the government
negotiated her release. She got to her feet. Maybe she could get herself out of
here. She should at least look. She didn’t miss the way her cellmate’s eyes
followed her, but she ignored him for now. She didn’t blame him for watching
her, she was the only other thing in here, after all. He couldn’t even watch
paint dry or grass grow in here. He didn’t even have tiles to count.
    Ruth turned her back on him and faced
the wall behind her, running her hands over it. She couldn’t feel any
vibrations at all, nor had she when she was sitting on the floor. She pressed
her ear to it but heard nothing other than a faint dull rushing sound which she
suspected was the blood in her head. She knocked a knuckle against the metal
and it clanged, the same way it had when she had hit the floor after being
thrown in. There must have been a hollow on the other side. It looked like the
space was formed by individual sheets of metal that were bolted together, so
logically any weaknesses would be at the seams. Ruth moved to the closest one
and ran her fingers along it.
    The alien’s growling voice came to
her from the other side of the cell. While she still couldn’t make out any
individual words, she was believing more and more that he was actually speaking
when he did that, and not just vocalising his displeasure like an animal. She
couldn’t understand it, but it was encouraging to think that he wasn’t going to
give her the cold shoulder for however long they were stuck here together. He
didn’t want them sitting next to each other, and she would respect that, but
she was glad there was hope for some kind of solidarity between them. He didn’t
get up to help her though, so she turned back to what she was doing.
    “Yeah, whatever,” she replied, just
to be polite, knowing he couldn’t understand. “I’m still going to look.”
    She could look for a loose or damaged
bolt, and she made a note to do that later, but the bolts were spaced close
enough together that if she wanted to create a gap wide enough for her
shoulders, she’d have to remove two or three at least, and the odds of there
being three damaged ones all lined up next to each were almost non-existent.
Maybe she could fatigue them by working the metal somehow, but the walls didn’t
give at all when she leaned her weight against them. 
    The alien spoke again, making her
think he was probably telling her not to bother, but she only stopped when she
heard him get to his feet. She hopped away from the wall when he came over
pulling her arms to her chest protectively, but he simply stood in front of her
with one hand against the seam where the metal was joined, and pushed as hard as
he could.
    Ruth wondered if she had gone pale or
was blushing. Apart from being naked and furry, this guy had to be over six and
a half feet tall, and his arms were as big as her head. He was seriously buff.
He had the kind of size and definition that could only be found in comic books.
She could see now that the shield-like fur on his chest tapered down from his
pecs into a treasure trail that framed his genitals rather than covered them.
And yes, she was looking. The fur itself looked almost two inches deep wherever
it was, pouring down the outside of his arms and legs. She looked down, hoping
for another peek at that tail, and she was obliged when she found it hanging
between his calves, before it curled up and out of sight. 
    His muscles strained obligingly as he
pushed against the metal, but nothing happened. He looked at her again and
growled briefly. She now thought she would recognise “I told you so” in his
language if she heard it
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