<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Community on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/community/</link><description>Recent content in Community on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 16 May 2014 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/community/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>The Collection</title><link>/stories/2014/05/16/the-collection/</link><pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2014 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2014/05/16/the-collection/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;How long had it been.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Betty could not say.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She knew she was under ground. She had not seen the light of the sun since she was kidnapped and brought here. Where ever ‘here’ was.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A body harness was underneath a simple t-shirt. The harness encircled the neck, chest and waist and slipped between her legs. Hands manacled behind her that connected to the harness. The t-shirt was extra long so it covered past the hips. A short chain hobbling her ankle so she could only walk heel to toe. Then a slip on work out shoe. That was it.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>