Fucked is the word to describe it, yes. From what I can see, there’s a lot of misery here, but I guess we won’t really know how bad it is until we actually are the ones in that same situation. We are currently following Evil-Gandalf up a path in the middle of a luscious green forest, surrounded on all sides by plants and wildlife. I can make out a smell that seems familiar, maybe it’s another red wolf.

As we exit the forest, there are fewer fields, and only a few slaves working. In front of us is a massive manor, and a large barn right beside it. The house is incredibly fancy. Maybe that’s where we get to live. But ah, wishful thinking, because we are making our way towards the barn. We come up to the doors, massive wooden surfaces fixed with metal (very very heavy), and Evil-Gandalf mutters another few words under his breath.

The huge doors slide open, revealing what appears to be a rather comfortable living space. “Right, well that’s the shed. You’ll sleep in there.” Alrighty then, seems pretty good for a shed, after all, there are bunk beds and dressers spanning the whole interior, and at least 4 floors if you look from the outside. “FELICIA!!!!” A sudden shout from EG jolts me into attention. We then wait, staring at him as he stares at the stairs leading to the next floor.

We stand there like this for at least a minute before a yellow cat beast-woman walks down the stairs. “Ah, Felicia, so glad you could make it. Could you give them a tour of the place?” “Of course - nyan,” Felicia says. Her voice is very feminine, I imagine it would be quite alluring if I was past the age of puberty again. Before we know it Evil-Gandalf has closed the doors and left us in the shed with Felicia.

“Oh my, that’s at least 30 of you huh? Where’d you kids all come from?” She seems like a caring person, almost like a dorm-mother (not that I’d know what that really means). If I had to guess, her job is probably to take care of all the newcomers until they’ve adapted to being slaves here. “What’s gonna happen to us - nya?” a small voice asks. It belongs to someone I don’t know, probably a freshman. They are a black cat beast-kin with white markings on their hair.

“Oh, for today, nothing much. I imagine Mr. Ivan will simply let you rest. Tomorrow though, you’ll be trained to work with the rest of the slaves, and the day after that, you’ll be on the job.” Oh, so that’s his name. Wait, in two days? Isn’t that a little absurd to expect from us? There are a bunch of us who haven’t even figured out how to speak yet because of the difference between the teeth in our old mouths.

Oh well, today we get to sleep at least. Actually, wait. “When’s dinner?” I ask. “Dinner? Oh, well, we don’t do dinner here, just breakfast whenever you get up I suppose” is the reply I receive. That’s a little disheartening. I’m hungry, and I had my lunch period right before we came here. Shit. Well, I guess it is starting to get to be later, so we’ll cross that bridge when we wake up.

“Alright, let’s go” Fellicia says. We are shown the whole building. There’s a surprisingly modern bathroom complex and a massive cafeteria, which is nice. Finally, after about an hour, we are taken back to the first floor and assigned the thirty beds (15 bunks) in the back of the room near the stairs. “Well, I’d guess you’re all tired. The rest of the slaves will be back in a few minutes, and lights out in an hour. Talk until then if you want.” And with that, Felicia moves her way back upstairs. Although she seemed rather perky, her tail was flitting anxiously. Hm.

Oh well. I pick out Vena and Tobi, who are already talking to each other, and walk over to them. “Well,” I say, “I guess that’s that”. “Yeah” is provided by both Tobi and Vena. Both of their tails have lost movement, and Vena’s ears are flopped over on her head. We talk for a long time, until the door opens once again, and a wave of slaves comes flooding in.

Along with that slave wave comes a smell wave, and I instinctively sniff like a mad man. There are at least 400 different scents, and at this point, my tail is going ham on the bed and my friends' backs. All the slaves get into their own beds, and the lights abruptly disappear. I can still see alright, so I guide Vena and Tobi into their beds and collapse into mine. Tomorrow (and the rest of the days after that) is unknown. Hopefully, it will be alright, but I can imagine the many ways it could go south.

I’m tired as hell, but I can’t sleep quite yet. First I’d like to make some escape plans. For now, the only things I can think of involve killing Ivan or using the teleportation circle. Since I don’t know how strong he is, I guess our best bet is the circle, so I'll keep that passphrase in mind. Tomorrow’s a new day, full of new possibilities. Probably pain as well, but hey, it’ll build character (and hopefully my stats). Anyway, what's there to really be worried about (besides a whip and magic)?