You wake up drowsy and woozy. you realize you're in a chair. your wrists are tied to the armrest just as your ankles are tied to the legs of the chair. you were in front of a giant screen in front of you. suddenly a projector turns on. The CIA logo pops up before resoling to a trippy as well collage of beautiful women doing girly things. doing makeup, hair, pick flowers so on. every now and again pink text appears that is too fast to read.