Nana comes to me. She has two black things in her hands. She puts one of the two things on each of my arms. They looked like wrist braces. They were jet black like the one mom and dad always wore. They only had one, for some reason I was given two. It hurt really bad when she closed them around my arms. I started to scream and cry … I didn’t understand why Nana was hurting me. I couldn’t get them off. I tried desperately.
Two guards suddenly burst into the room with nasty weapons drawn. Nana held her hands up and said, “I just placed the Imperial Guardians on her wrists for the first time. They are interfacing with her nervous system. This process is painful the first time. She is going to a Public function and requires protection.”