It's a whole new world every time you start.

“NOT SO MUCH a prison as it is a… business.” she offers her knowledge to the stranger, unsure of if the question had been directed to her. “an unfair and illegal business but one nonetheless. similar to trafficking or prostitution rings – there are buyers and sellers and victims. i believe we are the latter.”

“A business? So what, you mean money’s involved?” Sam raised his eyebrows at the girl. “Trafficking... oh, that’s right. The whole, ‘I’m now a sex slave and being held against my will’ thing - yeah, I believe we are. Pets, if I’m right...?”

“Is that what you think?” Ryan stated dryly staring at the man before him, furrowing his brows.

Sam furrowed his eyebrows back at the young man. “Yeahhh... I wouldn’t have said it otherwise...”

          “NOT REALLY A prison, but I might be biased,” he laughed, shrugging slightly as he approached the unfamiliar figure. “Guess you’re new here, huh? Sounds to me like you already got some form of instruction. Just follow it and you’ll be fine.”

“Biased? You’re not one of those guards are you? Because I’ve had quite enough of them manhandling me today.” Sam answered a little warily. “I am. Well yeah... guess I don’t have much choice do I?”

“somethin’ of the sort,” atlas looked over the newcomer warily. “ain’t no way out, so yeah, a prison’a sorts. hate t’ be the one breakin’ it t’ ya.”

Sam turned his head to look at the stranger who was talking to him. “No way out at all? You mean, we can’t even leave to like, go shopping? No worries, someone had to.”

“It’s pretty simple. You know the guards who brought you in? They’re not going to let you leave.” Mirabella shrugged as she eyed the new male. “Welcome to Bates. It’s a pretty cool place once you get past the being here against your will bit.”

“Well, no. It’s more like you’re a sex slave and this place is going to take advantage of you. Actually, it’s exactly that.”

“Well the guards tend to frown on the pets leaving thing.  That is…if you’re a pet.  Masters can leave.”

“I’m sorry... pets? Well I’m certainly not a master... so I guess that makes me a pet?”