The deep sleep

Miss Wallace confirmed that Jessica was fast asleep before walking out of the room and closing the door behind her. The two guards that stood outside greeted her and awaited orders. "She's out cold, but one of you needs to guard this room all night just in case." She instructed to her guards and swiftly walked down the corridors. "To think this idiot believes she has the easy way out!" She chuckled.

Underneath the snores that came from the bed, mechanical arms cascaded out from the floorboards. Each one held a tool of some kind. They all slithered up the sides of the bed toward Jessica like a kraken swallowing a ship. Once above the naked reporter, each one got to work on her...

Jessica was completely knocked out. It felt as though she had no sense of what was around her. The deep sleep had consumed her. She had the wildest of dreams. At first the naked reporter ran across a field, feeling as though something had smacked her butt multiple times.

Next, she was stuck at a dinner table eating junk food for what felt like hours. Then she ended up sailing a boat, naked as the day she was born. She montaged different random locations doing random things, forming an inception. The further she fell, the less concept she grasped of anything and the more numb she became. She had no idea how much time had passed, or where she was...