As I gazed down at my chest, I couldn’t help but feel a sudden chill run down my spine. Right there, where my heart should have been, was a strange device – a red button, just waiting to be pushed. My mind was racing, trying to figure out where it came from and what it could possibly do. But before I could even think to touch it, a voice in my head whispered, “Don’t you dare.”
I couldn’t ignore the temptation, though. My hand reached out and pressed the button. And suddenly, my body went numb. I couldn’t move, talk, or even breathe. My mind was trapped inside my frozen shell, unable to escape. I realized, in that moment, that this switch was not a gift, but a curse. A curse that would trap me inside my own body forever. A curse that I would never be able to escape.
I screamed, I cried, I fought against the switch, but it was no use. It had complete control over me now. And as I lay there, trapped, I could only wonder what evil being would want to do this to me. Would I ever be free again? Or would I spend the rest of my days trapped inside myself, only able to watch as the world passed me by? The answers to these questions were too terrifying to even contemplate. So, I lay there, helpless, hoping that someday, somehow, I would be able to escape this nightmare.