Mystery Room Descriptive Writing

The door makes a loud creak. I can hear the man come thumping down the hallway. A deep voice calls for me. I prepare myself. It is time. The door is slammed shut behind me. I take a seat in a big round chair. The man stares at me as he pulls out his torture equipment. A box, its contents unknown and a nasal spray bottle containing an unknown liquid. He instructs me to move to the seat closest to him. As soon as I am seated he tilts my head back violently, he grabs the nasal bottle and shoves it up my nose. Within seconds my eyes well up.

I’m sent back out to wait. I feel bad for all the other patients as they are unaware of the horror that lies beyond the door. As I am waiting I can feel the liquid trickle down my throat. My throat dries up quickly and it starts to feel like I ate a bunch of razor blades for breakfast and tastes like I washed it all down with bleach. There is no food or drink that can get rid of this foul taste, I have tried.

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I walk slowly into his room. He reveals what he was hiding in his box. He pulls out a long snake like camera and lays it across his desk. He points me in the direction where he wants me to sit. I tilt me head backwards myself this time as I know that there is nothing that I can do to stop this. Just like the nasal bottle, the camera is violently shoved up my nose. It guides its way down my throat by grinding up against it. Combine that with the razor blades and it feels like I’ve got a baby wolverine inside me, scratching a way at me. When he starts to move the camera around to get a better look at my throat I start to contemplate if you need a license to control one of