This wasn't just any room in the world. It was a room with special equipment and tools that made you think you were going to die. That wasn't the only reason. The main reason was the monster doing certain things to me while I was sitting on the tortured chair and couldn't move. Every time I sat in that chair, I closed my eyes. I didn't have the courage to see this ugly monster playing his damn game against me. When you see this monster, you will also be afraid of him. his appearance was not good, neither was the room. Every time he entered the room, he had to bend down to get inside. Even his head was doing strange things. For example, his lips were strange. When you see them, you will be able to know the definition of darkness. I even thought he ate cigarettes and not smoked them. In the right side of this room, there was a small brown desk with a lot of papers and files laid out on it, so the monster could know what kind of torture he was going to do. with me. Along with this small desk came a small chair that could be moved easily, which helped him play while he slept....