The View from Mount Torture

I took a journey to the summit of Mount Torture. I went alone equipped with tales of the creatures that reside in the caves. As soon as the horizon meets my eyes I am surrounded by goons with face masks and search lights. They are convinced that by probing my mouth pearls they will discover the secrets that I keep. I am strapped to a chair and dulled by long needles; each one an attempt to erase my memory. I struggle and kick and writhe until I finally say I cannot take it anymore. Dr. Pain leans over me with a needle the length of the solar system and points it at the cave. She has discovered my safe and sends a jolt right through my mouth touching every nerve, shaking every bone and shocking my system. The excruciating shocks radiate through my body, laughing at every cell and then races out through my feet kicking my body up and sending salty liquid down my cheeks. "Continue." Dr. Pain manages to get the word through her pursed lips. When the download is complete I am unwrapped and kicked out the backdoor with a threat that now I will sit as my nerve slowly dies, never to feel again.