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00:00I learned a new skill, and it cost me everything.

00:07I learned a new skill, and it cost me everything.

00:11I only signed up for the experimental education program because I was desperate.

00:16I'd been out of a job for four months, and I had no savings left.

00:21I was going to be homeless in a matter of weeks, so I started lying on my resume.

00:27I put whatever I thought companies wanted to see.

00:31Eventually, I scored an interview, and they actually gave me the job after I confidently walked in and bullshitted my

00:37way through.

00:38A handshake sealed the deal.

00:41I would be making 200 grand a year with peptides.

00:45The only problem, I was due to start in two days, and I had no idea what peptides even were,

00:52let alone how to work with them.

00:53My whole life was about to implode, so, naturally, I sat around drinking beer and scrolling the internet all Saturday

01:01night.

01:02It was there that I saw a sidebar ad for the experimental education program.

01:08They claimed that, using virtual reality, I could learn a new skill in under three minutes.

01:14Not just a new skill, but any skill, regardless of complexity.

01:20Right, impossible, sure.

01:23Drunkenly, I responded to their ad with an email, asking if I could learn molecular biology in under three minutes.

01:31It was 2 a.m. on a Saturday night, but I received an immediate response from Dr. Jensen, claiming that,

01:39yes, that was possible.

01:41Right, sure.

01:44Rolling my eyes, I signed up for one of their prototype trials the following morning.

01:49I awoke, hungover that Sunday morning, to an alarm that my past self had set.

01:54It read, Learn Molecular Biology, 1215.

01:59God, really?

02:01Well, I had nothing to lose.

02:02I dragged myself out of bed, showered in a funk, and drove out to the offices of experimental education.

02:10Parking outside that nondescript office building near downtown, I remained ready to bolt out at the first sign of a

02:18multi-level marketing scam.

02:20The parking lot was astoundingly solitary and lonely under that gray, dazzling overcast, which I took, paradoxically, as a good

02:29sign.

02:30If there'd been dozens of other people heading in, then we were all probably marks for some PowerPoint pitch.

02:37As I approached, a bespeckled older man in a white lab coat stepped out from the automatic glass doors.

02:44Through his medical mask, he said,

02:47You're late.

02:48I looked at my cell phone.

02:49It's 1216.

02:51The process only takes three minutes.

02:53He chided me.

02:55I could have been a third of another appointment if we were fully booked.

02:58Oh shit, sorry.

03:00I awkwardly followed him into the building without further protest.

03:05The halls within were standard art deco, and had definitely been rented by his team rather than built for this

03:12purpose.

03:13I might have even been there before for something else years ago.

03:16It was impossible to tell.

03:19He showed me through a door, where an office full of medical equipment waited next to two impatient nurses.

03:25They were both wearing masks, just like the doctor, but I was not.

03:30I reached in my pocket, pretending to look for a mask, but they ignored my attempt to save face.

03:36One nurse guided me to the central chair, while the other prepared a syringe of neon green liquid.

03:42It was the doctor himself who handed me a clipboard with several sheets of paper on it.

03:47I briefly scanned it, noticing some medical terms and molecular biology, written in cursive halfway, but he shoved a red

03:56pen in my hand.

03:57I asked,

03:58Is this the waiver?

04:00It's the contract.

04:01He said flatly.

04:03You're already late.

04:04Please just sign it.

04:05Both nurses stopped and stared at me.

04:08Feeling intensely pressured, I awkwardly wrote my signature in red on the bottom, and handed it back to him.

04:15He stashed the clipboard, then returned with a helmet that looked straight out of a science fiction B-movie.

04:21Confused by its colorful lights and exposed technological hardware, I asked,

04:26Is that the virtual reality helmet?

04:29As he slid it over my head, he said,

04:31No matrix jokes, please.

04:33My senses went black as the helmet covered my eyes, ears, and nose.

04:39Where are the controls?

04:40Nobody answered me.

04:42Instead, I felt a jab in my arm.

04:44I could only figure that the nurse was injecting me with that neon green liquid, but it was too late

04:50to ask why.

04:51A white light appeared in my vision.

04:54First an intense dot, but then expanding into an all-encompassing flare that simultaneously numbed me

05:01and made me feel like I was rising out of my body.

05:04Heat needled every inch of me, and then I sat up.

05:08I was in a white-walled room, only slightly bigger than my college dorm room back in the day.

05:13The bed underneath me was thin and uncomfortable.

05:17Had something gone wrong?

05:18Had they brought me to somewhere else to recover?

05:21I shakily stood, finding myself clothed in a basic white shirt and basic white pants.

05:28Both were thin, like hospital gown material.

05:31A nearby sink was made of white porcelain, and I walked over to it.

05:36No mirror.

05:37I think that was what first tipped me off.

05:40Mirrors were a processing cost that most games weren't willing to pay.

05:45And it was even harder in virtual reality, where the coders could never guess what the protagonist looked like in

05:52real life.

05:53The next thing that tipped me off, there was no door.

05:57There was no actual way to enter or leave the white-walled room.

06:01The only other thing present was a white table stacked with books.

06:06Out loud, I said,

06:08Holy crap!

06:08Am I in a virtual reality right now?

06:11My voice sounded normal.

06:13My hands and arms seemed to be my own.

06:16My legs even ached a little.

06:18If this was a virtual reality, it was insanely good.

06:22I actually felt like myself, just cast into a new environment.

06:27Maybe the injection had been some sort of hallucinogen?

06:30Maybe the helmet's visuals weren't really this good, but I was perceiving them as realistic?

06:36If that was the case, then learning a new skill might be difficult.

06:41I approached the table and sat in the only other furniture in the room, which was, of course, a white

06:47chair.

06:48The books were all thick texts pertaining to molecular biology.

06:53Okay then, this is what I'd signed up for.

06:56This is what I needed.

06:57And it looked like it was really happening.

07:01Opening the first book, I started reading.

07:04It was heady and complex stuff that tired my brain quickly.

07:08After about half a chapter, I sighed, looked around, and decided to take a break.

07:14Screw it.

07:15Nap time.

07:16I awoke in a blink, feeling as if I had never slept at all.

07:20Hmm.

07:22That wasn't good.

07:23I returned to my textbook, and made it through to the end of the first chapter.

07:28Okay, I now vaguely know how a cell worked.

07:32I was feeling better, actually, which I chalked up to my hangover fading.

07:36I continued on for another chapter, before breaking from the textbook with bleary eyes.

07:43Time to eat.

07:44I stood and looked around.

07:47No food.

07:48Simulating hunger was a new thing I'd never expected, and I was honestly wondering why they'd

07:54programmed that in without providing any food.

07:56I turned on the sink, but the water that came out was black and stank of rotten eggs.

08:03Mortified, I shook my head and backed away.

08:06I reclined on the bed and slept again.

08:08But I woke up with a start, feeling like only a split second had passed.

08:13The only indicator that time had passed was that the rotten egg smell had faded.

08:18I was still hungry and tired.

08:20As great as this simulation was, it was terrible in certain very fundamental ways.

08:28Maybe that was up to me to point out when I gave feedback.

08:32After all, this was the prototype.

08:34I returned to my textbooks, pushing through what learning I could until my hunger, thirst,

08:40and tiredness became too distracting.

08:43They'd created something amazing here, and I was indeed learning molecular biology.

08:48But, was I supposed to read this entire stack of textbooks while starving, parched, and sleep-deprived?

08:55I needed to do this for my new job, so I kept at it, forcing myself to focus.

09:01I actually finished reading and understanding the first entire textbook,

09:06before the screaming inside my body became too overwhelming to continue.

09:10Maybe the information from the single textbook I'd read would be enough to fake my way through a Monday morning.

09:16I had to give up on this.

09:18Standing, I tried to speak.

09:20Instead, I coughed.

09:24I hadn't spoken in...

09:26How long?

09:27I couldn't tell.

09:28After a few more coughs, I said weakly,

09:31I'd like to leave now.

09:33Nothing happened.

09:34End the simulation.

09:36Still nothing.

09:37Okay.

09:38Computer.

09:39Freeze program?

09:40Nope.

09:41I shouted.

09:43Existence is paused.

09:45Just silence, and white.

09:47The long-shot quote had failed.

09:50My heart hammered painfully in my chest as I began to realize that there was no way out.

09:55I'd entered this experiment to learn molecular biology,

09:58and that was what I was going to have to do.

10:01As I sat and forced myself to read,

10:04I started fearing a time limit.

10:06My body was slowly but surely getting weaker and shrinking from starvation.

10:12The hunger burned,

10:14making me aware of the very engine of life inside myself as it consumed calories.

10:19I wasn't dying because this wasn't real,

10:22but the thirst was driving me mad.

10:25I turned the sink on a few times,

10:28desperate to drink the black water that stank of rotten eggs.

10:31But I couldn't make myself do it,

10:34even in the darkest depths of my agony.

10:37Sleep was pointless.

10:39I became a husk.

10:40I sat,

10:42I studied textbooks,

10:43and I flipped pages slowly with emaciated fingers.

10:47That was all I was,

10:48for what felt like months.

10:50It wasn't enough to read the textbooks.

10:53I had to understand them too.

10:55Learning while mostly insane from hunger and thirst and insomnia

10:59felt like a monumental task.

11:01I was certain that I was never going to escape.

11:05The program would never end.

11:08This would be it,

11:09for me,

11:10forever.

11:11I spent an entire week screaming,

11:14to no avail.

11:16Let me out!

11:17No!

11:18I want to get out!

11:19Ah!

11:19I need to go!

11:20I raged at the walls,

11:23chipping away at them,

11:24just uncovering more white plaster.

11:26I was perpetually dying,

11:29but never actually ceasing to exist.

11:32I broke the sink,

11:33and the black rotten egg water spewed onto the floor,

11:37then down,

11:38a hard-to-see white drain.

11:41I sat in the stench,

11:43my feet wet,

11:44and continued to learn.

11:46What other choice did I have?

11:48This was never going to end.

11:50I flipped through pages for eternity,

11:53truly giving up on the concept of escaping,

11:56right up until I closed the final book.

11:59When the helmet lifted away,

12:01and I found myself in that room with the two nurses and a doctor again,

12:06I sat in a disbelieving daze.

12:09The doctor asked,

12:11How was it?

12:12I stared down.

12:14My hands were normal again.

12:16My arms had their former strength.

12:18I touched my face,

12:21finding that I was not a husk.

12:23Wide-eyed,

12:24I fixated on his question.

12:26It was horrible.

12:27I was starving and thirsty and tired the entire time.

12:31He nodded.

12:32That's a manifestation of the cost of thinking so rapidly.

12:36You've just experienced seven months of intense thought,

12:39and learned in three minutes.

12:41He nodded at the empty syringe in the nurse's hand.

12:45That liquid we injected you with,

12:47contained concentrated neurochemicals,

12:50electrolytes,

12:51vitamins and the like.

12:52We were hoping it would lessen the pain involved.

12:55I grabbed his arm.

12:57It was the worst thing I've ever been through.

13:00Yes,

13:00but you did learn molecular biology like you wanted.

13:04Thinking it through,

13:06I realized,

13:07I had.

13:08Then that's a success.

13:09All that's left is refining the technology.

13:12I let go of his arm and grimaced apologetically.

13:16Rising shakily,

13:18I wandered for the door.

13:20They didn't even lead me toward the front of the building.

13:23The three just went about their business,

13:26readying the room for their next subject.

13:28I wasn't even sure how I got home.

13:32I just lay there all evening and all night,

13:35staring at the ceiling as intense trauma rushed around the edges of my awareness.

13:41When my alarm went off to wake me up for the first day of work,

13:45I was still just lying there with my eyes open.

13:49But I did know molecular biology.

13:52I was already dressed.

13:54I just dragged myself up,

13:56drove to my new office,

13:58and floated through my first day at my new job.

14:01They gave me some training,

14:03and I actually understood the science.

14:05What I didn't understand

14:07was how experimental education's technology was even possible.

14:11The naive young version of me that had gone into that building

14:15would have never questioned the fundamental technologies at play,

14:19but they just forcefully taught me everything I needed to know.

14:22All day long, instead of doing my job,

14:25I thought about just how powerful that neon green liquid would have had to have been

14:29to do what they claimed.

14:31The brain was the most expensive engine in the human body,

14:35and running it for seven months would require far more than a syringe,

14:40no matter how densely packed the contents.

14:43That night, I remained awake,

14:46still staring at the ceiling.

14:47I hadn't slept in seven months,

14:50so closing my eyes and trying to do it still felt unnatural.

14:55The nightmare I'd gone through felt simultaneously like an eternity,

15:00and a mere instant.

15:02I just kept coming back to the same question.

15:05How?

15:06I tried to ignore that persistent question,

15:09and I did manage to take some fitful naps

15:12filled with flashback sensations to that white-walled room,

15:16but I only made it two more days before I couldn't take it any longer.

15:21That Wednesday,

15:22I drove back to that office long after it had closed.

15:26The front door was locked,

15:28but the signs for experimental education were still up.

15:32Returning to my car and fetching a tire iron and a bag,

15:36I carefully crept around the corner,

15:39along the shadowed side of the building,

15:41and toward the back.

15:43There, in the darkest and quietest corner of the alley,

15:47I found a low window that would serve.

15:50Was I really going to do this?

15:52I had to know.

15:53The tire iron shattered the window with just a light tap.

15:57I winced.

15:59Somewhere,

15:59a dog barked.

16:01I waited,

16:02but nobody human seemed to have noticed the sound of falling glass.

16:07Stealing my resolve,

16:09I carefully lowered myself into the basement.

16:12In the dark,

16:13I felt my way past stacked chairs,

16:15tables,

16:16and other generic office equipment.

16:19Nearing the dim light of the stairwell,

16:22I felt something soft,

16:24warm,

16:25and wet.

16:25It was fabric,

16:27but

16:27it was a dead person.

16:29He groaned,

16:31and I hurriedly backed up.

16:32Standing there,

16:33in the dark,

16:34I waited,

16:35terrified.

16:36I was busted for sure.

16:38Someone had found me,

16:40right?

16:41When he didn't say anything,

16:43I sensed that something was very wrong,

16:45in a different way than I'd expected.

16:47Moving further,

16:48I found a light switch,

16:50then turned around to look.

16:52A tan-skinned man,

16:54of vaguely Middle Eastern appearance,

16:56was hanging by both arms,

16:58from two thick chains,

16:59embedded in the ceiling.

17:01He was wearing a black business suit,

17:03that had been sullied by assault.

17:06And long trails of blood,

17:08both dried and fresh,

17:10ran from his head,

17:11ears,

17:12and neck.

17:12It was immediately obvious,

17:14that someone had beaten this man,

17:16half to death,

17:17and chained him here,

17:18in the basement,

17:19of this office building.

17:20But knowing that,

17:21only made me feel,

17:22even more frightened.

17:23He blinked awake,

17:25and his eyes settled on me.

17:27I would have expected him,

17:29to seem hopeful,

17:30but his gaze,

17:31held only defeated apathy.

17:33Noticing his silence,

17:35I moved forward,

17:36and pulled a bald cloth,

17:37from inside his mouth.

17:39He spit blood,

17:40then looked at me,

17:41with sullen askins.

17:43I prompted,

17:44um,

17:45do you need help?

17:46I couldn't place his accent.

17:48He said simply,

17:50release me.

17:53Yeah, of course.

17:54I said quickly,

17:55I'll go get help.

17:56No.

17:57He responded wearily,

17:59sorry,

18:00what?

18:00You don't want me to get the police?

18:02You have to make the choice,

18:04to release me yourself.

18:07I hesitated.

18:08What the hell does that mean?

18:10Of all the responses,

18:11he could have given,

18:12I didn't expect to laugh.

18:16His tired snicker,

18:18echoed throughout the basement,

18:19setting me on edge.

18:21There was something,

18:22very,

18:22very wrong here.

18:24Something,

18:25very,

18:25very wrong,

18:26with him.

18:27I had no idea what his relation was to experimental education, if he even had one, but I backed away

18:34with an increasing urge to run.

18:36He just stared at me, never blinking.

18:39I found the stairwell and stumbled my way up, keeping my eyes on him as long as I could.

18:46When I finally closed the stairwell door quietly behind me, a palpable primal fear drained out of me.

18:53Something about that chained man had frightened me in a way that was deeper than logic, and deeper than mere

19:00emotion.

19:01After I was done here, I was going to call the police, and I was never going near him again.

19:07I moved through the dark hallways lit by red exit signs until I found the room I remembered.

19:12The equipment was all still inside, and, after waiting and listening for another few minutes, I dared enter and turn

19:20on the lights.

19:21Quickly, I moved to the biohazard container.

19:24A whole pile of used syringes lay within, and I could see neon green glimmering in most of them.

19:31I picked out a handful and threw them in my bag.

19:34I could take them to someone for analysis later.

19:37Next, I found a stack of waivers.

19:39No, not waivers.

19:42They were contracts, exactly as the doctor had said.

19:46They were written in odd archaic legalese, and while I could recognize some language pertaining to learning skills and to

19:53amenities provided, that mentioned a bed, a table, and a sink, the rest made no sense to me.

20:01What the hell was I reading?

20:03Why had I been asked to sign this?

20:05Stuffing them in my bags as well, I moved on to the crown jewel of the room.

20:10The virtual reality helmet.

20:12Lifting it high, I examined it closely.

20:15I looked for cords, but there were none.

20:18I opened the back panel, but it only contained a few batteries to power the lights on the outside.

20:23Prying at a bit of the outer hardware, I plucked off some pieces that looked like computer chips.

20:29They weren't connected to anything.

20:31None of it was connected to anything.

20:33The helmet, the goggles, the ear covers?

20:36It was all fake.

20:37It was nothing.

20:38The helmet looked like a B-movie prop, because it was.

20:42Then what the hell had I experienced?

20:44I had absolutely gone somewhere.

20:46I had spent seven months starving and thirsting and sleepless.

20:50I'd learned an entire field of study in three minutes.

20:53Or had I just imagined it all as part of some mental experience?

20:58Of course, it wasn't virtual reality at all.

21:01It had to be some sort of new super drug.

21:04The neon green liquid would hold the answer.

21:07Clutching my bag, I readied myself to escape the building, which meant another encounter with that man in the basement.

21:14I stepped quietly down the stairwell, but he already knew I was there.

21:19He watched me with icy eyes as I passed.

21:22I paused below the window, wondering if I could really just leave him here.

21:27He said with genuine hate,

21:29Your suffering will be legendary.

21:33I turned, locking eyes with him.

21:36His anger turned slowly into an understanding grin.

21:40Oh my.

21:42It already was.

21:45Wasn't it?

21:53His mocking laugh followed me as I climbed out of the window and ran through my car.

21:58I didn't call the police.

22:00Something about him had been far too strange.

22:03I just sat at home the rest of that night, catching what nightmare-filled sleep I could,

22:08and then brought some of the neon green liquid to a co-worker the next day for analysis.

22:14Then, I did my best to get on with my life.

22:17My sleep was tortured.

22:18I was constantly on edge, and I was fearful at random times.

22:23But I finally had a job.

22:25My landlord was coming around asking for rent.

22:29I told him I'd found a position and was about to get paid,

22:32but he reminded me that I was already extremely behind and very close to eviction.

22:37No problem.

22:39It was almost payday.

22:40Except, when payday came the next week,

22:44I opened my paycheck to find a statement for zero dollars.

22:49Of course, I went to see my boss,

22:51who then looked at me with confusion.

22:53He said,

22:55Didn't you read your hiring contract?

22:59Training is unpaid.

23:01And you're training for the first month.

23:04I had not read that.

23:05No.

23:06I tried to argue, but he dismissed me.

23:09I went home with a gnawing sense that my life was about to implode.

23:13When I faced my landlord and told him it'd be another few weeks,

23:16he grew angry.

23:17And he told me I was done.

23:20I argued that he couldn't do that.

23:22But he told me to read my lease,

23:24and he took my key right from my hand.

23:27What else could I do?

23:28I wandered onto the street and found a bench to sit on.

23:31I had no money and nowhere to go.

23:35How the hell could this have happened to me?

23:37I'd always tried to work hard and do my best,

23:40but now I was sitting on a park bench, homeless.

23:44The world seemed to know somehow.

23:46Every dog that passed barked at me as if it was afraid.

23:49I got up and tried to go to the church for charity.

23:53But the door wouldn't open for me.

23:55Strangers seemed to get chills if I stood too close to them.

23:58I simply felt wrong.

24:01And somehow, I wanted to blame it all on experimental education.

24:05It didn't take many days like that for my boss to fire me.

24:10When I asked why, he said,

24:12No, your work is fine.

24:16You just smell, and you look like shit.

24:21You come off like a homeless guy.

24:23I am homeless because you're not paying me, asshole.

24:26I shot back, finally snapping.

24:28Why should I pay you?

24:30He asked.

24:31I'll just keep getting free months off people,

24:34since they can learn the skills to do this job in three minutes.

24:38Just like you, you're completely replaceable.

24:44He made a noise of disgust and stalked off

24:46after threatening to call security if I wasn't out in ten minutes.

24:50He knew about experimental education.

24:53He knew I'd gone.

24:55How?

24:55I gathered my few things in a box,

24:58wondering how my life had come apart so forcefully.

25:02On my way out of the building, my co-worker stopped me.

25:05Hey man, you know that green stuff you gave me?

25:07I took a look at it.

25:09It doesn't matter anymore, I told him, too overwhelmed to care.

25:13He briefly gripped the edge of my box.

25:16You should be more careful with that stuff.

25:18It's lethal.

25:19I froze.

25:21Lethal?

25:22They used those chemicals in executions.

25:24He insisted.

25:26Pulling my box away from him, I shook my head.

25:28I was injected with that.

25:30I'm still alive.

25:31No way.

25:33This stuff induces brain death almost immediately.

25:36You'd need to have a counter-injection in like three minutes or less,

25:39or you're not coming back.

25:41What?

25:42Three minutes?

25:44That knocked me out of my darkness.

25:46I told him I'd be careful.

25:48Then, I hurried to my car.

25:51Something was snapping into place for me.

25:53Experimental education hadn't been using virtual reality at all.

25:57The truth was far darker, and more twisted than I could have ever guessed.

26:02I drove back to their office building and waited until I saw the doctor and nurses leave.

26:06The back window had been hastily patched with wood, but I removed it with my tire iron.

26:12Then, I slipped inside.

26:15The strange and frightening man was still chained within.

26:18His head was leaking fresh blood from a recent wound, but he was smiling as I approached.

26:24I held my contract in my hand.

26:26I read it.

26:28Good.

26:30He said with a grin.

26:32What did you learn?

26:34Now that I finally understand what they're actually doing, the archaic language makes sense.

26:40I told him.

26:41They're killing people.

26:42They killed me.

26:44At least, for a little while.

26:46Then they brought me back with a counter-injection.

26:48But I signed a contract for the experience I would have while dead.

26:52I pointed at his head wound.

26:54The red pen.

26:55It was filled with your blood, wasn't it?

26:58His grin widened into a smirk.

27:01Hmph.

27:02You're beginning to understand.

27:05Those assholes.

27:06I replied.

27:07Filled with equal parts admiration, disgust, awe, and hopelessness.

27:12They actually managed to commoditize the human afterlife.

27:15They actually managed to turn hell into a product.

27:19Just another way to make us even more expendable.

27:22He nodded.

27:23His eyes filled with animal fire.

27:26If I free you...

27:28I said slowly.

27:29The same fire raging in me.

27:32What will you do?

27:33I'll kill them.

27:35He replied, genuine in his anger.

27:39Then I'll kill their masters.

27:42And their masters.

27:44Right up the chain until I reach the true monsters.

27:49I will topple this world.

27:51One brutally torturous murder at a time.

27:54I will burn it all down.

27:58And sink humanity into a lawless age of darkness.

28:03I didn't need to look for the key to his chains.

28:06In a sense, I already had it.

28:08I touched my contract to the metal links, and they rusted away.

28:13All I had to say was, good.

28:17The following YouTubers helped to voice tonight's video.

28:21Dexter as the prisoner.

28:24Campfire Chronicler as the boss.

28:27Sir Daunting as the concerned co-worker.

28:31And WeAre818 as the doctor.

28:35Each of these YouTubers have a horror narration channel of their own that I personally listen to and recommend.

28:42You can find links to them in the description.

28:46I also want to thank Miyu and Morgan Goodman, whose music I used.

28:52And M59gar, who wrote the original story.

28:58Lastly, I'd like to bring everyone's attention to the fact that another YouTuber has been demonetized.

29:04This time it was Macabre Horror.

29:07And just like with all the other narration channels that I've been talking about in this whole messed up situation,

29:12they are a real person, and there's really no reason for them to be demonetized.

29:17For anyone interested in helping me help them out, I'm going to put their YouTube, Spotify, etc. in the description.

29:25If you could swing by and show them support, that would be much appreciated.

I Chose To Be Tortured | Creepypasta Storytime

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