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Sara fingered the weapon in her hand and sent out her senses to the movement in the bushes. Suddenly a dark form burst forth from the foliage, sara was on her feet in a second, the bright green blade of her lightsabre ignited before her...

then she yells out "i'll escape, i'll get away, damnit!and when i do, i'm gonna castrate the judge, the bailiff, AND the prosecutor (and she's a woman)!!!" as she struggles to break free, she gives an officer a black eye; so they whip out the taser and zap her a couple of times.

when she wakes up, she's soaking wet. the room is dark and smells like a three-year-old carton of milk. as she tries to come to grips with her surroundings, a hand grabs her throat...

Tears are running down her face. she was afraid. The hand on her throat had a strong and fimilliar grip. "...no..." She whispered, her body shaking vigorously with pain. "It just can't be" she said to herself.
"You've betrayed me, my love, what did i do to make you hate me so?" Said her should-be-dead fiance

Swear runs down her face as she looks out of a prison window. "I have to get out of this hell hole"

now she can feel that fimiliar sensation, of hands around her neck. as she gasps for breath shes looks down and sees her own hands desperately groping at her throat...

A tall young Scottish poet walks into the room.

And then they pork.

Lots.

A wile later she wakes up in an insane asylum.
"w...where the hell am i!! What have you done to me, i can't move my @#$%*&@ arms!!!"
but all the sounds she makes are silenced by plush walls.. and she begins to cry out of frustration.

So then they pork more.

Lots.