Chapter Twenty Six
Owen woke up, he tried to move but he couldn't. He looked down to see his arms tied to the chair. It felt like his legs were tied down too. He looked up to see his 'wife' standing before him.
'You drugged me!'
'I had to. You're not well.'
'I'm perfectly fine,' he said struggling against his bonds. 'Is this really necessary?'
Completely.'
'I'm not dangerous.'
'That's what you say. But your clearly not yourself.'
'I'm not that's true. It's the truth. We're not who we think we are. You've got to believe me.'
'Freddy please stop,' she begged. Stewart
We'll have to go ahead,' she said resignedly as her colleague came out of the shadows.'
'Sorry about this Fred,' Stewart as he set up the equipment.
Stewart and Mrs Winters attached the electrodes to Owen's head and booted up the system.
'Its for your own good,' his wife said holding his hand.
'You'll have to stand back,' Stewart said.
She let go. Stewart turned the machine on, Owen could hear it warming up to full pitch. Stewart looked at Mrs Winters who nodded. Stewart flicked the switch.
'Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh,' Owen screamed as his body filled with pain and his brain was stretched to breaking point by an influx of images.