The conversation with Nina helped calm me down a bit.
I was so blown away by how Erin was like part of the Committee, she even led the speech and information giving to me!

Nina tried to make me understand that Erin is trained for exactly these situations. She is used to speaking clearly and comprehensibly, putting things together in a package, as Nina said.
Perhaps the Committee thought that it would be better for the issues to be presented by an "outsider" so that all parties are recipients of the information.
But in my mind, Erin is not an outsider...she's a prisoner just like me! Maybe not in exactly the same way, but still. That's what I've thought.

Erin's behavior is a message that she is not an equal prisoner with me.
Open cell, only minimal physical restrictions, Very nice clothes. Her hair was beautifully done. She even smelled of the finest soap and perfume!
She appeared like in some TV series courtroom drama!
As I was unlocked from the chair and shackled for the transfer, Erin was still sitting in soft chair, drinking coffee and chatting with the Committee in good spirits. She was not moved to her cell and had no restrictions on her behavior, as I always have.

When I was locked in my cell I felt miserable. A cup of tepid tea did nothing to make me feel better.

But, as Nina told me, I don't have to guess these things anymore. Erin's and I's "prisoner friendship" had already disappeared before.

The guard position didn't shock me more. It was basically a relieving piece of information.
I have always thought that how the guard couple is committed to work here as guards. I know that it is not an easy job, it also requires full-time presence. Of course, constant video surveillance makes their job easier, but they still have to be in the building all the time, or at least close to it.

The first guard trial with the Committee member was interesting, but the male guard was "too eager" in his work.
He developed and built great inventions with which the prisoner's life can be controlled and limited, but he crossed the line to some extent.
Likewise, his ideas about the rules of behavior for a prisoner were impossible... many things ended in punishment even when I tried my best.
A sadist is not a good choice for long-term control of a prisoner.

One idea of the guard at the time was to develop a "fully automatic prison" where the prisoner is attached to a rail in the ceiling with a chain. The rail would have timed magnetic locks that would allow the prisoner to move to the right place at the right time.
For example, going to the bathroom and other necessary things would be allowed in a predetermined "time window", in principle also going to sleep, etc.
Then the guard would only have to bring the meals to the prisoner, otherwise everything would work automatically. The guard should never enter the cell.

We still have those rails on the ceiling here, but they haven't been used for their original purposes in years. They are a memory of where all this could have developed.

I've been horrible to the current guards. I have behaved like a teenager towards her supervisors.
I have sometimes complained and even almost fought against them, I have said terrible things to them. I've threatened to complain about them to the Committee...I've even done it on occasion.

The guards have always treated me professionally, they have dealt with me and matters related to me reliably and efficiently.
I have not been given the opportunity to rebel, but it has been done so that I have not had to experience unnecessary violence or coercion.
The security guards have been very professional and I have always thought that they deserve all their salary and benefits that they get from their work.
Now I may have to think about it differently. I don't know how all this will affect the future.

We had another discussion on Sunday, this time with Ilona, Nina, Erin and me. The purpose was clearly to have a light conversation "among the girls".

I had been given Ilona's former outdoor coat, a brown long coat with a fur lining inside. I had seen it at Ilona last winter. Small changes were made to it now to make it easier to attach my chains, so I think it will be my coat from now on.
It's nice to have something new, it was really needed because the weather outside is very cold.
Now that I have a warm woolen beanie, scarf and thick leather mittens, outdoor activities are more pleasant. My feet feel cold but I'm not out long enough for it to be a problem.

I was surprised when I saw that in my locked room, there were three chairs next to cell. That's why I guessed that I was getting guests.
We moved into the cell and the guards attached a floor chain to my legcuffs hobblechain, then a chain hanging from the ceiling was attached to the collar.
The female guard opened the handcuffs behind my back and took my mittens off, then she helped the coat off me.
I was surprised when she locked my hands behind my back again and attached the wall chain between my wrists.
"Go as far as the chains will allow and stop there" male guard said. It was basically a familiar routine, although it wasn't implemented every time.

I stand there as ordered, I waited for the guards to leave the cell and lock all the locks on the door.
"Keep the chains tight" the man said and went to open the door of the room. Ilona, Erin and Nina entered the door, all with coffee mugs in hand.
I again drew attention to the fact that no one was escorting Erin. She had legcuffs but she walked very normally and without any visible harm from them.
They walked next to Sell and sat on the chairs. Erin also sat on a chair and not in a cell made for her as I would have thought.
"Happy Sunday Miisa, how are you today?" Ilona asked politely. "It's quite cold outside, even minus 15 degrees Celcius. Did you like your new fur coat?"
"Yes Ma'am, I really like my new fur coat" I replied politely even though I was secretly angry that Erin could move around freely.
"You can sit in your own chair," Ilona said kindly.
I sat on the chair which was now almost in the middle of the cell so that I was completely visible. Me and my chain.

Ilona told the story of how she had ordered a coat that I was now using. It's a custom-made coat, but it was so heavy and impractical to use, especially when driving. That's why it had remained extra. Ilona was happy that it was now adapted for my use.
"We are sorry that we are enjoying coffee here" Ilona said "but you know the rules. You get your tea when you are alone in the cell".
So I sat there chained and watched while the others enjoyed a warm drink and talked to each other.
Nina was scared by the snow and rain that might start before she starts driving home.
Erin wasn't worried because she was confident that her new Tesla would get her there safely.
In my opinion, Erin shouldn't be driving at all. Prisoners don't drive in traffic, I thought. Not under any circumstances.
I sat there and even fantasized about how Erin should be transported out of here: Tightly chained to the seat.

Finally the chatter died down and they turned to look at me.
"Why isn't Erin in her cell"? I asked annoyed.
Ilona and Erin looked at each other, Erin was about to say something but Ilona stopped her.
"Erin is relatively free because the Committee does not see the need to physically restrict her any more," Ilona said patiently."I can say that Erin is a trusted prisoner who has different rules than a max security prisoner like you".
"That's exactly why we're here now. You have to understand the big difference between you two," Ilona continued.
"Erin has the training and skills to handle these highly confidential matters. She has already helped us in many matters" Ilona continued to elaborate "Erin will also help you, she is in contact with the authorities because of your hearings. She has done a lot of work so that you can be in peace and not your past things to dig more.
"You should be grateful for the work Erin does for you," Ilona said pointedly "She's not your competition, she's not your guard. She's not a member of the Committee either, even though she knows a lot about them now. She has complete trust and silence from all of us with regards to".
"I'm sorry that you thought we were going to be equal prisoners" Erin said "Everything happened so fast then that we didn't even know how to do everything ourselves. So you got the wrong idea about everything. We can still mend our relationship but we have to understand the differences between our captivity".
"That means what?" I asked.
"It means that you continue your max security confinement and your routines as before, you follow the rules and practices assigned to you" Ilona said "Erin has her own rules, she lives by them. You basically have your own spaces but you can also spend time together, under restrictions ".
"Perhaps the most significant difference in the future is that you have to understand that you cannot touch Erin under any circumstances, even if it is possible" Ilona said "Since Erin has few restrictions, she can inadvertently get too close to you, you must not take advantage of the situation! ".
I didn't understand how contact would even be possible.
"What happens if I accidentally touch her, lose my balance?"
"The rule is the same as your unauthorized touching of guards and Committee members. every touch is a physical attack on us" Ilona said "There are consequences".

Apparently, the main purpose of the meeting was this message because after that everyone was quiet again.
I am expected to be nice to Erin but of course I am not allowed to touch her.
Finally they got up and walked to the door. Erin smiled at me and turned to walk towards the door. They got out and the guard locked the door

Finally the guard entered my cell. He placed the teacup on the table and uncuffed me behind my back and locked the wall chain behind my waist.

Finally he left the cell and I was left sitting in my chair.

About the development of my name, I can tell you that I was called "Niceinmate" when I came out online. I think it was a funny variation of my Finnish nickname "naisvanki"...the beginning of the name means woman in Finnish and the end means prisoner. The word "woman" is said like "nice" is said in English
... I know, this is very difficult to explain to a foreigner, the Finnish language is very strange!

The English name was therefore related to my exit to "internationality".

Almost my first foreign friend was JG-Leathers, which someone here may also know.
She/he suggested me a new nickname which was CaptiveGirl... according to her I had such a captivating story