The research was almost complete.
Now I only need a sedative and a subject to test the result.
Fifty bucks and the roadside hooker was up for the job.
“What kinda bed is this?” She cringed at the wire mesh surrounding the bedstead, before the tranquilizer worked.
The machine was started connecting the wires.
I gradually entered her dream world through a tunnel. It was a murky place.
But wait, this was supposed to be a one way traffic.
Who are those monsters leaving through the tunnel?
Why are they capturing me?
Is this my worst nightmare coming true?
Written by Sreeparna Sen