A woman wakes up lying naked on top of a contraption
A modified maternity chair
This chair is made of steel
Her legs and waist are secured with cufflinks
Her body movement is limited but her arms are free
2 bags of blood is injected into her veins preventing excessive blood loss
A lifeline
Her mouth is joined with stitches with thin metal wires
Preventing her to scream nor open them
Her head is placed inside a modified hydraulic press
And in a few minutes time
If she fails to stop it
Will begin to close and crush her head
On her neck is a modifed collar device which requires 3 keys for the lock to be released
But the question is
where are the keys?
On top of her are 2 switches
To the left is freedom
To the right is live
But first let me tell you why she is in such an ordeal
This woman was a doctor
An obstetrician
A specialist with the qualifications of delivering newborns to this world
She has performed many successful interventions and not one did she fail
However
She became a healer
A faith healer
She used her profession
Her skills
To scam people
And She had the audacity and used her mouth to preach
The riches and fame it brought her is overwhelming
All she had to do is dig into peoples bellies
And pretend to take out their innards
their sickness
She fooled everyone
While her followers watch in awe
Moreover
She has a secret
From an obstetrician to an abortionist
She used her expertise very well
For her clients are special
From priests to politicians
Nobody knew about this secret
As she is very discreet
But how many infants had she killed?
I know what you're thinking
How did she dispose of the fetuses?
It was easy
She sold them to the blackmarket
And when she coudn't sell them
She served them to her unknowing loyal followers
Enough said
The timer has begun
The gears are now turning
Little by little the press is closing in
She's looking from left to right
She wanted to scream
But she couldn't
Her mouth bleeds from the stitches
Panic and confusion sets in
She reaches for the right switch
Live
But as she extended her arm
she felt a sharp pain in her belly
She ran her hands on it
She noticed that it is protruding
Something has been stitched inside of her belly
Too bad she couldn't scream
She pulls the right switch
Providing her with a box cutter
She tried to cut the stitches on her mouth
But she couldn't cut the metal wires
Tearing her lips further
She grabbed her belly instead
She knows what she had to do
She wanted to escape
Time is of the essence
The device is closing in
She began cutting the stitches below her navel
It hurts her
Real bad
There are 15 stitches required for a c section
She has to cut 21 stitches
21
The number of abortions she performed on her 1st week
One by one as She bleeds profusely
Incredibly she was able to cut all of them
Now all she has to do is dig inside her own innards
Where the keys are buried
She needs to stay awake
She musn't pass out
She started digging
Until she got something
A baby doll
She was creeped out by the sight of it
and just like the fetuses she threw it away
She continued to dig
And dig
Her muffled scream is deafening
She found one of the keys and used it
The lock clicks
Now she has 2 more keys to find
She can't dig much because the cut was too small
It limits the movement of her hands
So she decided to use the box cutter and slice her belly more
Making her bleed excessively
She has to make haste
The device is closing in more and more
Until she found another key
She inserts it into the keyhole and turns it
The lock clicks again
Now she has 1 more key to find
She's covered in blood
Her blood bags are almost empty
She digs again and again and again
She's flustered
Her body trembles with fear and pain
She saw the left switch
Freedom
Why didn't she pull it before?
It must be there to set her free from this damn contraption
She pulls it
And a monitor turns on instead
Revealing everything she did
And showing her as the subject
But she couldn't care less
All she wants now is to live
A large mirror came out of the ceiling
To help her see what she's doing
She was horrified to what she saw
How her organs were scattered across her body
She freaks out
She continued to dig inside her belly
Pulling out her guts
While looking at her own reflection
However
She couldn't find the key
The device is touching her ears
Time is almost up
But then in the reflection
she saw the baby doll
She now realized why she couldn't find the key
As the last key was at the back of the baby doll
That baby doll was her salvation
Had She not treated every child like it was trash she might've survived
She smiled and laughed
As the device continued to close
slowly crushing her head
The machine stops
As her lifeless body filled the room with silence
The people saw what happened
The horror they witnessed
Will they feel pity?
Will they feel anger?
Did she deserve this punishment?
No more victims
No more people to deceive
No more innocent lives to take
There will always be those who will replace her
But she will serve as an example
Or they may wake up inside an empty room
And find themselves...
Trapped