Strange Invitation

Waking up in a plain room...so much grey. Barely remembering opening your mail that morning and reading the first line "Sleep well Simon." a puff of white and then darkness.

Soon staring at cinderblock walls, cement floor the only light poured in from the barred window in the tall steel door. The something was strapped between your sore jaws, being held open.

Your hands exploring the metall and plastic of this locked gag forcing silence before it became even the slightest of problems.

what else do you notice?