She hadn't been able to sleep over the last twelve hours. The cold had given Hannah goosebumps all over her bare flesh. When the man walked in, Hannah's head snapped up. She was beyond denial now, although she was also not afraid, not at the moment anyway. Her look was one of pure rage as she sought out his eyes, her own boring into his with a silent, resentful fury.

When he placed the 'toy' through the bars, she didn't give him time to leave the room and broadcast his voice all around her. She snapped that instant, throwing it hard at his back as he walked away. "I don't want this damned thing! I'm not going to fucking hurt myself so you can get off on it and I'm not a damned animal either!"

At the last, she picked up her water bowl and hurled it to the floor through the bars of the cage as well, spilling the water and possibly splashing it on him. "I won't drink from this fucking thing! Do you understand me? Whatever you're going to do, just fucking do it because I'm not playing along and I'm not letting you lead up to it like what you clearly think is some kind of freak foreplay. Turn the lights on! Turn the heat up! And give me my damned clothes! NOW!"