Have you ever felt like you were caged in, hopelessly trapped where everyone around you takes brutal advantage of you? If you enjoy that sort of thing,
there’s the Resort, the dark place where this sort of thing will happen to you every night.
So, if you’re interested in making a career out of this kind of lifestyle, take the next step and apply to the Resort. You’ll visit the Resort, where
trained staff will evaluate you to see if you have what it takes to become a Resort companion. After all, I did it back in 1984, and honestly, I’ve never
regretted the decision.
Thursday, March 11, 2021, in the study of Blair’s villa, in the Resort’s employees only housing area
Pausing to take another sip of wine, “Computer, open a new journal entry. Begin recording.”
“It’s hard to imagine, but next month, April second to be exact, marks my thirty-seventh year as a Resort Companion. In all that time, so many things
have happened, so many things have changed. Over the years, I’ve been tortured to death so many times I’d have to consult the regeneration center’s logs to be
sure of the exact count. I find it a bit ironic that I’ve experienced brutal death in more ways than I could have imagined possible when I first became a
Companion. And yet, this is the first time I’ve experienced a death, one so utterly distasteful that I have no wish ever to experience it again.”
“Computer, open my ‘Not Again’ file and add its first entry. ‘Please don’t burn me alive again.’ Computer, close my ‘Not Again’ file.”
“On the plus side, they decided to give me the night off, and I notice they’d approved my enhancement request. Note to self, visit the Companion wardrobe center in
the morning. It appears that my waistline is slightly thinner, and my breasts are at least two cup sizes bigger. Nice.”
“Computer, end recording and save journal entry as both video and searchable text.”
Taking another sip of wine, Blair smiled at her reflection in the window’s glass. Thirty-seven years as a Companion, this place never gets old. She was already
thinking about what the next thirty-seven years might bring...
OK, on some nights, like tonight, I occasionally experience a little twinge of regret, but it’s usually a relatively short-lived sensation.
Blair’s regeneration after being burned alive was extensive, taking almost three full days to complete her body’s repairs as well as adding a few minor enhancements.
