The next day, Nastya woke up late. Memory helpfully prompted - Thursday, work day, overslept. She abruptly jumped out of bed and only then noticed that she was completely naked. New data stream from memory forced to crouch. With surprise, she saw clothes and a leather strap on the back of the bed.

- Good morning - Kohl stood in the doorway
- What it is? - Nastya pointed to clothes
“Sorry, you have to get dressed,” he said.
“But these are not my clothes,” the girl objected.
- It doesn't matter - he waved it off - Get dressed and go.
- This is where? She asked incredulously
- To the club - Kohl explained shortly
- Something is too early for the club - Nastya questioned
- This is not what you think - explained the guy.
“I don’t think at all,” the girl said sadly.

“You learn so quickly ...” said Nick, out of place. The girl has already begun to get used to his strange phrases and just ignored them.
Nastya dressed in a bright summer dress and sandals. A trip to some kind of club did not bother her at all, she was glad to at least run away somewhere from the insane asylum that her apartment had become.
- Freya - called Kohl. Nastya remembered that now her name was so and turned into a call
- Let me try on you - Kolya came up and in one motion snapped a leather collar around her neck with a small ring in front. It turned out to be very convenient and looked expensive, but Nastya frowned.

- Why is this?
- The symbol of your humility - explained Kohl
Nastya made a hand in a circle, but did not find a joint, the collar was solid
- How to unzip it? She asked
- Are you uncomfortable?
“No, but ... if I want to take it off?”
- It can not be removed.
- What will I wash in it and sleep?
- Sleep, yes, but if necessary, ask the teacher, he will remove.
- What kind of teacher?
- Well, me for example.
- Take off - asked Nastya

Kohl took the collar with two fingers, something clicked behind him and he fell into the girl's hands. She rubbed it with her fingers.
- This is skin? She asked
- Yeah - he said
“What animal?”
- I do not know, maybe buffalo, or bison
- Why ring?
- Leash to fasten
The girl stared at him with round eyes.
- What is the leash? She asked
- The most common - he replied, taking the leash and snapping around her neck again.
- You are an amazing creature, Freya - he sighed - You do not know such simple things. Go.

At the entrance they were waited by a car - the Cadillac Escalade. Kohl obligingly opened the back door in front of her and surprised Nastya sat down on a leather chair. The door slammed shut, Kolya himself, quickly going around the car, sat in the front, next to the driver.
The car moved smoothly, picking up the course. Kohl, in a low voice, was talking with the driver about something, Nastya did not hear what it was, and she was not interested. She first thought about where they were going and what was going on.
Too much of the incredible was happening around her. It could not be a reality. In any case, the girl pinched her hand. The pain was felt. Besides this childish way of checking, she knew nothing. Familiar houses sailed past, it was so unusual to see them from such a luxurious car. Nastya did not know Moscow very well, but even tourists know the center. Here is Paveletskaya, we go further along the embankment, here is the Kremlin. Wow club! We drove by, fu, thank God. However, after a couple of turns the car rested on solid iron gates. The uniformed man nodded and the gate began to open. There were no signs indicating the affiliation of any institution.

- What kind of club is this? - could not stand Nastya
- Yes, we arrived - confirmed Kolya - Be patient, now you will see everything.
Cadillac drove into a room lit by unusual dark blue lights. But after a minute turned on the usual fluorescent lights.

Kolya first got out of the car, walked around and opened the door in front of Nastya, and even gave a hand. She was not used to all these rituals, but she was so surprised that she performed them on the machine.
They passed through the iron door and entered a small hall, the light in it was dim and diffused, several people in strange gray camisoles quietly talked a little to one side.
“Greetings, brothers,” said Nick. Nastya looked at him in surprise.
- Brother Rory? - turned gray on them
- Rory? - Nastya snapped
- Who is this with you? One of the grays asked, heading toward them.
“Let me introduce, my student is Freya.”

The gray ones approached and surrounded them.
- You are not mistaken? - asked the gray, peering into Nastya, that she was slightly embarrassed.
Kohl did not answer, apparently no answer was required
- I can not determine - a minute later said gray - She is gifted and very unusual, but I do not see the name.
- I also could not long - agreed Nick - But then ..
- Stop! - raised his hand gray - I realized he went to Nastya - Look into my eyes - he ordered the girl.
In his eyes something scared, but Nastya did not look away.
- Freya - confirmed gray and turned to his colleagues. Invite the Master. Situation number five.
Nastya looked at Kohl, he nodded her eyes.

- What the heck? - she whispered
- It's okay - the guy answered.
Five minutes passed in anxious waiting, then he heard footsteps in the distance and a middle-aged, gray-haired man entered. His clothes differed favorably from the monochrome robes of gray. He was wearing a black and red dress or a raincoat.
- What a stir? - asked entering
- Master Karl - bowed their heads gray, Kohl also bowed, alone Nastya, not understanding anything, looked at the old man
- Hello, child - he turned immediately to her.
- Good afternoon ... the girl confusedly answered
- What are you scaring my guys? - smiling with one eyes, the gray-haired Master asked.
- I? - Nastya was surprised
He looked into her eyes.

“Freya,” the old man said. Well ... welcome. Gather advice, Eridanus, we will think.
Gray, whose name was Eridanus, quickly issued the necessary orders. Nastya was escorted to the so-called guest room. The room was quite spacious, there was a large sofa near one wall, a table with some drinks by the window.
- Milady, you must give me the clothes, you can not be dressed here - said her guide.
Nastya looked at herself in bewilderment, there was no outerwear on her.
- I don't understand - the girl mumbled
- Your dress - pointed gray
- What nonsense? I will not give up the dress - answered Nastya
Gray clicked his fingers, after a few seconds three more gray ones entered the room, they surrounded the girl.

- Situation number seventeen - explained the guide.
- Milady, you refused to undress? - asked one of the logged in
- But you are dressed - answered Nastya
- Do you know that such a refusal is punishable? - asked gray
- What is the punishment? - the girl looked helplessly
- She did not attend training - said one of the side grays
There was a pause

- How? ... Why is she here? ... - asked the gray in the center.
- A special case, situation number five - explained the side gray
- Oh. In that case, I apologize, my lady. But still I ask you to give clothes. To be inside the club in clothes is an unheard of violation.
- But you are dressed - Nastya once again objected
“We are ministers,” explained gray.
Nastya stubbornly clenched her lips. Realizing that she did not undress voluntarily, gray gave the order
- Undress her.
The gray ones acted quickly and harmoniously, they simply cut the dress on her, underwear was also skillfully cut. Nastya didn’t even gasp as she was surrounded by four men in some shoes.
- Allow your leg to bend one of the grays in front of it, taking it by the shin.

The girl threw off her shoes in horror and ran off to the side.The grays took her clothes and shoes and left the room. Nasty's face has distorted a whining grimace. She is ...