Christopher Hantman
Joined May 2021
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I woke up on a conveyor belt with a splitting headache and a perpetual ringing in my ears. There was a line of people wearing gloves and aprons, working diligently, and speaking a language I could not understand. The air was humid and the sun had risen high in the sky, shining brightly through the windows. The people were sweating profusely from the heat and humidity as if they had been working all day. There was one man in a business suit standing in the corner, shouting commands in some Spanish dialect. I assumed he was the boss.
By Christopher Hantman5 years ago in Horror
