I’m strapped in nice and tight, no escape. The hard wood of the chair digging into my back as wrists and ankles are bound to its arms and legs. The metal cap and wet sponge sits on my newly shaved head. The switch is thrown and the overhead lights flicker.
Jason Duck 2024.
Thanks to Microdosing - 50mg of a Flicker - by Miguel S. for this 50 word prompt.
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