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sisters, but she’d never communicated using only her mind before.  Her parents communicated that way when they were in their alter-forms, and most male-sets did as well, but she had no idea how it was done.  She concentrated, trying to think her words in the same way she’d speak them.  “ Who are you?” she asked.  
    “My true name would be impossible for you to pronounce,” the voice replied.  “You may, however, call me Wolef.”   Rayne was surprised and pleased with her success, but still wary.
    “Where are you?”
    “In the Facility , of course,” Wolef replied.  “Like you, I’m a prisoner here.  I must say that I was somewhat saddened to find one who is honored by all dragons in this place.”
    Rayne relaxed.  Her sister hadn’t been abducted after all.  “I’m sorry to disappoint you, Wolef, but I’m not Tanjelia.  My name is Rayne.  Tani’s my sister.”
    “Are you certain?” he asked .  “Perhaps you’ve forgotten yourself during your long…stay…here.  It wouldn’t be the first time such a thing has happened.”
    If Rayne could have smiled around her feeding tube, she would have.  “Yes, I’m certain.  Except for the color of our eyes, my sisters and I are identical triplets, but we are definitely different people.”
    “I see,” Wolef said.  “ Well, this is disheartening, I daresay.”  
    “But you just said you were sad when you thought I was Tani,” she pointed out.
    “Dragons are extremely intelligent beings, and therefore capable of more than one emotion at a time,” he said stiffly.
    “I apologize, Wolef,” Rayne said, hiding her surprise at learning that a dragon was a fellow prisoner.  “I meant no offense.”
    “ Your apology is accepted,” he said.  “I’m aware that Tanjelia has a psychic ability.  Are you as alike in that aspect as you are in your brain waves?  And if so, will you share its nature with me?”
    Rayne hesitated.  In the first two weeks of her imprisonment the short blue people who’d abducted her had used every means their devious, sadistic, ruthless minds could come up with in their attempts to force her to shift.  Once they’d accepted that she couldn’t shift, they’d turned their attention toward getting her to reveal her psychic ability.  It took two more hellish weeks for them to concede defeat on that subject as well.
    She’d discovered a few things about herself during that time, the most important being that she was much tougher than she’d ever imagined.  She’d always thought of herself as the weak sister, and in some ways, she was.  But that didn’t change the fact that the harder they tried to force information from her, the stronger her determination to resist became. 
    The question at the moment was whether or not this was a trick.  Her intuition told her that Wolef was to be trusted, but the little blue thugs were awfully clever. 
    “You are wise not to trust too easily,” Wolef said before she’d made up her mind .  “Would you object to telling me instead whether or not your ability, whatever it might be, would be useful to you if you’re given the opportunity to escape?”
    “ Escape?” she asked, shocked.  She hadn’t even considered escape in so long that the word seemed almost alien to her.  Rescue, yes.  She constantly hoped and prayed for rescue.  But escape was impossible. 
    “Yes, escape,” Wolef replied.  “I know that you’ve been here for one Standard year, so I assume that your physical condition is not optimal at this time, though your mental state appears to be surprisingly good.  What I don’t know is if your condition is so bad that it precludes an attempt altogether, or if it can be worked around.”
    “I’ve been here for a year?”
    “Almost, yes,” he said.  “Three hundred and sixty of your “standard days,” to be exact.  You didn’t know that?”
    “I lost track a long time ago.  A year.  It feels like it’s been so much longer, and at