The cell door opened and Violet rushed inside and hugged her wife. ‘We’re here to rescue you.’

‘It’s me that needs saving,’ the guard said to the two newcomers. ‘She kept breaking the laws of physics.’

Trudiode smiled and watched as her shadow danced on the wall and shook her shadow-bonded maracas. Being a robot of peace she’d refused to let them give her a weapon of any sort.