You slowly rouse to the sound of a low hum. Sounds like electronic lights. It's cold in here, like The Irons, but it isn't clammy like The Irons. Your body's stiff. No. No, something's holding you down. Consciousness crawls back to you, and the first thing you hear:
"Unnh..." Quiet Riot mutters, coming to near you. You look up and see she's in some kind of chair, a thick metal one, and she's strapped down into it. Straps across her legs, her ankles, her arms, even her wrists. Around her neck is a metallic collar. Other than the straps, she is completely nude. What's the weirdest mark on QR's body, Motley? How did she get it?
She whips her head around, "What in the... Mot!" She struggles against her bonds.
You're bound, too, Motley. Nude as well. You are in perfect health, you realize as you shake loose cobwebs. You're both in a concrete room with bright fake light in recesses above you. There is a single metal door.
"What kind of..." Quiet Riot says as she tries to wriggle free, without success. Even her palms are bound to the chair, fingers laid over the arm of it. "What kind of happy horse shite... " Her tirade is cut off by the sharp sound of an electric shock. You smell ozone and she jerks in pain. "Well FUG TH-..." A second shock, her whole body spasms, and she goes slack.
What do you do?