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And I recalled that terrifying night, that in which I had heard bars gently shaken, quietly being tested, and, then, turning, in the light of the yellow moon, had seen something in the window, behind the bars, something large and alive. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #255)

"Can it read my collar?" I wondered. Why had that question occurred to me? Of course, it had come into my mind because of the words of my master, who had spoken of things, not men, who might not be able to read my collar, no more than I. And might not that insufficiency buy time? My master had, the night of the storm, speculated that a contact might have been made. And I recalled that terrifying night, that in which I had heard bars gently shaken, quietly being tested, and, then, turning, in the light of the yellow moon, had seen something in the window, behind the bars, something large and alive. Might it not have been something such as I had just seen on Emerald, and which had just seen me? I did not even pause to fill the small bucket at the fountain of Aiakos. Instead I turned my steps toward Venaticus, rushing through the half-light. Again and again, I turned about, fearing I might be followed. - (Plunder of Gor)