You’re chilling at a park bench when you spot something peculiar. A young boy in a plain white tee and a pair of shorts is sitting down on the grass with his legs open, staring into space. His eyes are glazed over and he blinks frequently. His mouth has a stupid grin that occasionally morphs into an O shape. There's a bulge in his shorts. He sits barefoot with his toes poised upwards. He seems completely unaware of anything or anyone around him. You can barely make out the sound of him muttering to himself…

“Obedience…is pleasure…mindlessness…is pleasure…good boys drop deep…good boys sink deep…”

Slowly turning his head to face you, he chuckles and smiles dreamily at you, still seemingly in a daze or high of some kind

"Hello there!"