Dan was asleep, still chained up behind the bars of his prison. As he slept, he dreamt about the world outside, how he couldn’t do anything to save the generations of men who were being eliminated at this very moment. He tossed and turned thinking about them being converted. They way they suffered as their breasts forced their way onto their chest. How they would collapse in pain as they lost their manhood. Their screams becoming more and more feminine with each watt of electricity passed through their bodies. Even about the possibility of he himself being converted.
Suddenly he was awoken by the sound of falling bricks. He sat up, in front of him was a pile of concrete on the other side of the bars. Looking up he saw the large hole in the ceiling where it had come from and a figure dropping down. It was Mindy but what was she doing here.
“Let me guess,” Dan said weakly, “you’re here to take me to the chamber.”
“Actually I’m here to get y