Translations:Codex: Fuck the System/87/en

And then level two started. Opal’s ass lifted off the chair, back curling, breath catching in her throat. Her sense of touch no longer matched what was happening. They had to be feeding her data from a different simulation. Strong hands pressed against the small of her back, holding her down against a cold surface. Her tail curled up, lashing through the air, fur standing on end.