Chapter 55: Having to be harsh

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There are so many wires. It feels like thousands of them, attached all over my body. Some of them poke at the skin; some of them chafe. Others are just laying there, cool to the touch. It’s all I’m wearing. They’re back to making me feel defenseless without my clothes, back to making me feel nervous with all the electrodes. Only they’ve gone too far. They’ve made it ludicrous. There’s no way they could pump electricity through all these wires at once, unless they intended to kill me.

“Tell us.”

I haven’t answered yet. About five minutes ago, they asked me what I had seen. They asked what I had dreamt the night before. They asked me what I was thinking about just then. They want me to tell them. But I’m not afraid. I’ve been naked in front of these people so many times that I feel comfortable. And I’m not afraid of the wires. There are just too many of them.