Outside the sanctity of my booth is a near empty bar with plenty of seating. She can have her pick of the room. Sit anywhere. In fact, barring a misma...ched straggle of three seasoned male drinkers who seem permanently attached to their barstools, the place is quite empty. I cock my head to one side and study her as she stands uncertainly before me tightly grasping a half pint glass filled with amber liquid which, from its colour and plentiful bubbles, I decide is draught cider. It’s obvious. I remember clearly only the beginning stages, before I learned to get my mind away. Once I developed that technique, my body would just do whatever he made it do, and at some point after he left, I would come back to my senses. That must be why I never remembered him raping me. It was all rape, of course, from the moment he first walked into my room. But he always just used my mouth or my hands… or so I thought. But now I remember. I don’t remember it happening, but one of the last nights. 'Sorry, sis. Emergency!'"He turned his back to me, finished fiddling at his flies and breathed a deep sigh of relief as his stream hit the pan. When the immediate urgency was satisfied he said, 'Sorry about that, Danni.' He turned his head round. 'I just had to go. Why didn't you lock the door? Jeez, I'm glad you didn't, though.'" What did you do, Julia? I would have been having a fit." From the moment he had barged into the room I was rooted to the spot in surprise. It wasn't until he finished. The processor module though was still whole but a good portion of the computer was damaged. With power now available I got it to begin repairs.My stasis pod still had some usable parts. The reactor and accumulator were good for hundreds of years but mine was very low on fuel. This brought another worry to me and I quickly checked the rest. All of them were low and would only last thirty to forty more years. This means that we had been in stasis for a long time. My estimates ranged from two.