A Private Island

I eat what he puts in front of me. I don't even taste it. It's a sandwich of some kind, but I don't know what's in it. He also gives me a glass of water, which I gulp down eagerly.

I vaguely hope that he's not drugging me, but I don't really care if he is. I'm so tired I just want to pass out.

After I'm done eating and drinking, he leads me back to the bathroom.

"Go ahead, brush your teeth," he says, and I stare at him. Does he care about my oral hygiene?

I do want to brush my teeth, though, so I do as he says. He considerately leaves me alone for that.

Then he takes me back to the room. I'm thankful for that.

He kisses me lightly on the lips, leaves the room, and locks the door.

I'm so exhausted that I walk over to the bed, lie down, and instantly fall asleep.

When I wake up, my mind is completely clear. I remember everything, and I want to scream.