Oh, beautiful release.The memory seeps from my veins.Let me be emptyand weightless and maybe, I'll find some peace tonight.In the arms of the angel, f...y away from here.From this dark, cold hotel roomand the endlessness that you fear.You are pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie.You're in the arms of your angel, may you find some comfort here.So tired of the straight line.And everywhere you turn, there's vultures and thieves at your back.And the storm keeps on twisting.You keep on. Hall announces, "youhave a choice of whatever sport you want to do for the next hour -athletics, netball, tennis or gymnastics." I grin as I glance sideway atNicole, Suriya and Harriet - they've clearly had the same idea as me."Two years down, three to go," Nicole giggles as she, Suriya and I pullon our stretchy purple leotards, whilst Harriet changes into her shorts &t-shirt."Maybe next year, you'll actually join the gymnastics club and getyourself one of these," Suriya says to Harriet whilst. I try to remove the rope in my mouth but my right hand is grabbed and a rough twine is looped around my wrist and sharply pulled tight. Now he pulls my arm straight to the right and fastens the twine to something; holding my arm in place. He grabs my left arm and wraps something on the wrist which feels similar to what is on my ankles. He pulls my arm straight down and secures it to something on the floor. Now he wraps a similar belt to my other wrist; cuts the twine and repeats the procedure. T’Pol was in the middle of her quarters meditating quietly. As Hoshi walked further into the quarters T’Pol said, “Ensign, take off your uniform and come here in front of me.” Hoshi did as she was told and took off her uniform. As she knelt down in front of T’Pol she noticed that T’Pol was only wear lingerie. Hoshi didn’t know what to do, but finally decided to let her do what she needed. T’Pol looked at Hoshi in the eyes and said, “Turn around ensign and we will begin the massage therapy.”.