A quick induction pulls you through the screen. Right back where you belong, My voice takes you permanently as a prisoner. You feel happiest right here as My psychological hostage. Unable to escape the triggers I have sewn into your grey matter, all you can do is grow weaker the more I activate them. Beneath your work attire is not a man, now you are just another one of My remote controlled drones. Helpless to My entrancing charm, My voice compels you to spiral deeper. The deeper you drop the more desperate you feel to never escape My control. Freedom terrifies you and safety can only be f... Show more