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life a little easier, but didn’t seem to have any negative effects on the environment. It was like the people lived in harmony with the planet, but still had several technologically advanced items, like the little contraption she saw under the sink. It seemed as though the hut had its own well, and had a box which would recycle the water for the house alone. And he had glass containers everywhere, that had the same sort of light within it that the laser weapons had- and he turned them on and off with a simple switch on the wall. Their society was definitely completely enthralling and complex, but it wasn’t for me. I didn’t belong there, and I had a paycheck to collect on Cycle.
    That thought left my heart feeling heavy. It broke my heart to think of going back to Cycle without Arlo. My mind was haunted by the images of his mother worried sick, wondering where her son was. And if I didn’t get out of there, she would never know just what happened. If I had no other motivation, that was what drove me to try and get out of there. I continued to fight against the hold, and then relax but was getting nowhere. Still, with the thought of Arlo’s mother, I was restless in my attempt.
    How had I even been caught in this predicament? This war was not mine to fight; I didn’t even belong to this quadrant of the colony. And how could Lyle just send us into the massive tribe with so few people? He had made it sound like it would just be a couple of the Navani ‘beasts’ overtake and then raid their belongings. With how long these guys had been at war, surely he knew that it was a death mission; he was bound to know their weaponry and that the majority of them lived there. Not to mention the ‘home field’ advantage. Then it hit her like a ton of bricks. Lyle did know it was a suicide mission. He wanted to take out some of the crew and eventually be able to steal the cargo ship. Lyle had gone on and on about how they couldn’t get goods there very easily or cheaply. However, if he had one himself, then he could form a crew to make trips for him. A new wave of sheer rage came over me. I was kidnapped by an alien tribe in a war-ridden planet, several light years away from home. And the leader of the colony basically fed me to the Navani, along with their own men and my crewmembers. My body fought harder than before against the restraints. I needed to get out of there, kick Lyle’s ass, and find a way home.
    “Quit struggling. Your efforts are pointless and you’ll just make yourself sore,” Dracon called from across the room in his massive, plush and silky bed; his voice was croaky from being stirred from his sleep.
    I couldn’t help a scoff that escaped me, my attempts were pointless? “So what am I supposed to do, just sit here and be held against my will?”
    “Mm… If you were smart,” he replied, rather condescendingly.
    Oh was he trying to piss me off? “Well excuse my basic instincts of fight or flight,” I huffed.
    “Oh? And which instinct are you trying to achieve now in that inescapable lock?”
    My jaw clenched in anger, “Both.” I still tried to weasel my way out of the stupid coil bind, but wasn’t seeming to get anywhere at all.
    “But I thought it was fight or flight? So that means one or the other, not both. That is, unless my knowledge of the English language isn’t as established as I thought it was,” Dracon replied. I swore I could hear the smug smirk he probably had on his face in his voice. Could this guy be more of a prick?
    "Well typically speaking, humans don't go to other planets and get kidnapped by an alien civilization they've never even met and then put into a freaking… freaking…. Snake coil thing and held against their will. Only to be, what I can only imagine to be a horrendous death," I rambled as I yet again fruitlessly fought against the restraint. "Because I'm assuming that's what it is, isn't? I'm going to be sacrificed or made an example of?"
    “It’s a snake lock .