Tick, tick, tick, BZZZZZZZ. A sharp cold strikes your skin as you awaken suddenly, weightlessly floating in some kind of cylinder filled with gel. Pipes and hoses are torn from your orifices mechanically and with great pain. Instinctively flailing arms do nothing to move you or provide escape from your liquid tomb. A sudden suction from near your feet unceremoniously dumps you onto the sharp icy metallic floor grate into a pitch black room…
Hosted and narrated by:
Lostfang
Started 05/09/14.
Scenes played: 6
License: Community License
