Nathan Scott Campbell was a lazy and was apathic to school because instead of doing his schoolwork, he would play videogames and watch television. He does not have any friends because his classmates find him to be unproductive and decided not to hang out with him at the start. His teachers would always send him to the principal office for violations such as disrupting class and talking out of line. But, he will soon find out where bad kids end up. One night as he was sleeping comfortable in his bed inside his apartment, a shadowerly figure appeared from underneath him and grabbed his legs and dragged him down into the dark aybass. He was frightened as he attempted to escape from the grips of his attacker, but he was too weak and he found himself restrained to a table, with his feet and hands outstretched as he was injected with a muscle paralysis drug that rendered him unable to move an inch. He was only 18 years old when this happened. The voice above him said, "So, this is the boy that refused to learn and instead devote his time with distractions like games and television, well, get ready to be corrected for your mistakes. At these words, Nathan was horrified as he could not bear to know what is going to happen to him, but he could not speak when a large feather about the size of a wand swept all over his body. First, it went over his sensitive belly and he erupted in laughter that echoed through the four corners of the mysterious room and his laughter seemed to be sent inside a jar that he could not see. As he continued to laugh when the feather zoomed across his underarms and he wet himself. This was far worse than when his parents would tickle his feet under the covers whenever they sent him to bed every night. This was more dramatic than when his brother would tie him to a chair for entering his room without permission and tickling his armpits with a toothbrush that drove him insane as he promised never to invade his brother's room again. No, this was slowly emerging into a nightmare as he could only burst with a trailing of laughter when the feather descended on his ribcage, sides, neck, and knees. He could not say anything because the drug had made it impossible for him to speak.
After the initial tickling, Nathan was given a breather. "So, do you now understand what you have done, or are you thristy for more"? replied the voice. Nathan was listening, but was unable to respond, and that was the main thing about the challenge. He could only watch in fear as the hand of the person who is torturing him appeared in mid air and opened a container of itching powder as it was dumped on his bare skin, covering him from head to toe. In an instance, he was starting to itch badly as if thousands of fire ants was crawling on his skin and infecting his epidermis. He was attempting to remain calm to fight it off, but it became superunbearable that he was now experiencing a scene of utter chaos as honey dripped onto his skin from a pipe and now he was in a sticky mess.
To be Continued