I woke up with a start. Panic began to set in as soon as I realized I was inside a glass room closed from all sides.
I could not remember how I reached here. As I looked around frantically, a plethora of thoughts was running in my mind. However, before I could compose myself, a thick gas began to fill the room. I tried screaming but no sound came out from my mouth. Very soon, I could not move my body even a bit. Captured in space, I heard an echoing voice.
“Good. Master will now sketch subject sixty.”
Word Count: 99
Prompts:
The Dark Netizen 