Chapter 6
by 
PamB23
What is happening next
I am strapped in
I get more and more curious and exited. Then I feel how my arms that rest on the armrests are strapped to them. My legs are a little apart and strapped to the legs of the chair. I can hardly move when I feel my neck strapped to the backrest of the chair. There I sit in the middle of an empty room waiting for what is to happen.