Trapped in the Chamber of Horror!

 

I woke up with a jolt and immediately realized something was terribly wrong. My body was numb, and my arms and legs were bound tightly to the arms and legs of an electric chair. Panic surged through me as I frantically looked around, trying to make sense of what was happening.

 

I was in a small, dimly lit room, and the only light came from a single bulb dangling above my head. The room was barren except for the electric chair and a table with an array of electrical instruments. Fear gripped me as I realized that I was in some sort of torture chamber, and I had no idea how I had ended up here.

 

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, and I recognized the man immediately. He was the same man who had been stalking me for months, the same man who had threatened me and my family. He had finally caught me, and now, he was going to make me pay.

 

He stood in front of me, his face obscured by shadows. I could see the glint of his eyes, and I knew that he was enjoying my terror. He spoke in a low, menacing voice, "Do you know why you're here?"

 

I shook my head, too scared to speak.

 

"You've been a thorn in my side for too long," he continued. "I've tried to warn you, but you didn't listen. Now, you'll pay for your arrogance."

 

He walked over to the table and picked up a pair of pliers. My heart raced as he approached me, and I knew that my nightmare was about to begin.

 

The torture was relentless. He used every instrument at his disposal to inflict pain on me. Each shock of electricity jolted through my body, sending waves of agony through every nerve. I screamed until my voice was hoarse, but it only seemed to make him more excited.

 

Hours passed, and I felt myself slipping in and out of consciousness. My body was battered and bruised, and I knew that I wouldn't survive much longer. But even as my mind began to fade, I refused to give up hope.

 

I clung to the memory of my family, my friends, and all the people I loved. I prayed that somehow, someway, I would make it out of this alive.

 

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he stopped. He looked down at me with a cruel smile on his face and said, "I think we're done here. But don't worry, I'll be back. And next time, it will be even worse."

 

With that, he disappeared into the shadows, leaving me alone and broken. As I lay there, waiting for death to claim me, I knew that I had to find a way to survive. I had to get out of here, no matter what it took.