THE LION AND THE MONSTER.

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There is water dripping.

The Japanese once said spilt water will not return to the tray. This is more then true of the device the woman is trapped in. She hangs forward, arms tied behind her body forced to kneel in front of an old TV screen.

It is an old place. There's dirt on the walls and ceiling, moss on the floor and water, puddled all around her. She is held prone, with a thin sting of rope from the ends of her wrists. Water all around her.

A gloved hand flips a switch and the television flickers to life but the body might remain prone until a water spout somewhere above her head drips onto the back of her neck.

One.

She is leaning face forward, into deeper puddles of water.

Two.

The water on her back is ice cold.

Three.

And there is an audio white noise piped into the room, a high pitched whine - easy to assure that someone would wake up once they heard it. Good luck moving your hands however Kiddo.