They tied me down. I was wearing a medical robe. The doctor, Doctor Strong, told me everything was fine. I didn't believe him. He stuck two needles in me - one in each arm. They were filled with this strange liquid. I don't know what actually happened next, but I started to feel lighter. Doctor Strong unstrapped me. When I stood up, I was hanging from the syringes. It was extremely painful. I passed out.
When I awoke, my body was spinning. Some device was spinning me around with the aid of the syringes. Was I hallucinating? Eventually, the syringes fell out of me and I crashed to the floor. Did something wear off? Doctor Strong wasn't here anymore. Blood began to drip from my arms where the needles were. The door is locked.
I don't know where I am or who I am. I have Doctor Strong's clipboard; maybe I should just kill myself with the needles. Did I pass the test? I'm writing this on the clipboard; nobody can hear me if I yell, or at least they're pretending not to. What is wrong with me?
(Am I the only one who doesn't get it?)