She remembered then only turning and starting for the door, and a sudden, peculiar odor, penetrating, that seemed to close about her face and head.
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She had regained consciousness on the Plains of gor.
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She had been dressed precisely as she had been the morning she had gone to work save that about her throat she had found sewn a high, thick leather collar.
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She had cried out, she had wandered.
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Then, after some hours stumbling confused, terrified, hungry through the high, brown grass, she had seen two riders, mounted on swift, strange beasts.
"Are you satisfied," she asked, quietly, acidly.
"Yes," he had said.
She remembered then only turning and starting for the door, and a sudden, peculiar odor, penetrating, that seemed to close about her face and head.
She had regained consciousness on the Plains of gor.
She had been dressed precisely as she had been the morning she had gone to work save that about her throat she had found sewn a high, thick leather collar.
She had cried out, she had wandered.
Then, after some hours stumbling confused, terrified, hungry through the high, brown grass, she had seen two riders, mounted on swift, strange beasts.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )