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04-24-2004, 09:30 AM
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Lisa: Chapter 3 (MMM/F)
The Asylum
By:
Marc E.
tklmaster750@sbcglobal.net
Http:n/a
When Lisa came to, she was not sure where exactly she was, or what had happened and everything was a blur and seemed like it happened a long time ago. She was in some kind of cell, with a metal door and a bed and everything looked clean and sterile and she was wearing an orange jumpsuit with "Oakridge Mental Hospital" written in bold black letters on both the back and front. She sat on the bed and took a few minutes to clear her head of the cobwebs and tried to picture what had happened. She vaguely remembered being tied down and tickled by a man who posed as her boss and his 2 associates, then......BRENDA!
Lisa recalled everything now. She recalled how the man who posed as her boss and his 2 cronies tickled the living daylights after her, when she failed to provide them with information about one of their corporate competitors, then she recalled how she woke up and turned on the TV, only to see her sister Brenda suffer the same tickle torture, while she was forced to watch it, and was powerless and helpless to anything about it. Lisa was screaming to be let out "LET ME OUT OF HERE", she yelled over and over but nobody came.
Lisa banged on the door, demanding to be released, but nobody came. She sat on the bed wondering if Brenda was OK and wondering if she will ever get out of there. About an hour later the door unlock and opened and there stood the gentleman who "hired" her. "Hello, Lisa. I trust that we've had a pleasant nap"? Lisa tried to make a run for the door, but Lisa's own doctor grabs her and straps her down to a wheel-chair. "You will never get away with this", Lisa snapped. The doctor replied as he began to wheel her down the hall "You are in no position to make idle threats, my dear. After all, who would believe somebody who has been committed for paranoid psychotics".
The doctor stopped near a TV set that was in the hall and turned it on and Lisa's picture was shown on the TV and a reporter said "She is currently being held at the Oakridge Mental Hospital, and is considered to be a very dangerous psychopath.....". Then the doctor turned the TV set off. Lisa turns to him and said "What the hell is that about? I am no psycho". The doctor said, let's just say I have a "friend" who works at the station and paid him quite a bit of money to run that little story". Lisa chuckled to herself and said "Nobody will ever believe it". The doctor continued to wheel her down the corridor and said "That is Television. More importantly, that is the media. People will blindly eat up, whatever the media tells them. People will believe what ever Television tells them, my dear".
The doctor continued to wheel her up and down the corridors of the hospital, and eventually they arrive into a room where the other 2 men who administered her tickle-torture before stand waiting, as well as the person who posed as her employer who steps forward and says "Thank you, Doctor. We will take it from here and your services to us have been of great value, and you shall be compensated". Then he turned to Lisa and said "So we meet again". Lisa yelled "Where the hell is my sister, you bastard". He just chuckled and said "Never you mind about her. She is safe, which is more than I can say for you. I have asked you for the codes before. I need these codes, as they are very important to me. These codes contain information that I can use to destroy by corporate competition, so I shall ask you one more time....what....is.....the....code? You give me the code, and you can go back to living your life, as nothing ever happened. But I must warn you, I have friends in high places and if you toy with me....well, let's just say you don't want to go there".
Lisa said "I don't know what the damned codes are! I don't have access to it from here, Genius". He replied, "I am disappointed in you, my dear. I thought you were somebody who could be rational and could be reasoned with. But if you wish to continue to do this the hard way, then so be it". He closed the door and said "Don't bother trying to scream for help, because this room is sound proof, and number two, the director of this Hospital is a personal friend of mine, and I have been given complete and total custody of you". He motioned for his 2 associates to get to work and they take off the cuffs that held Lisa to the wheel-chair and placed her on the table, and removed her jumpsuit, leaving just her panties on and tied her arms and legs down. They started to work on her underarms and Lisa was already laughing and babbling incoherently
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
They started to tickle her feet and kneecaps and Lisa was screaming with laughter as her whole body shook, as she tried to free herself
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
Then one of the men took a feather and raked it up and down her breasts and Lisa fought for all she was worth, but it was in vain
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
Then they started to rake their fingernails across Lisa's sensitive tummy as it spasm and twitched and tears were streaming from Lisa's face as she begged them to stop HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STOP
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHA
HAHAHA I CANNOT HAHAHAHAHAH TAKE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MUCH MORE OF THIS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
Then they started to tickle her inner thigh areas and Lisa went totally and completely ballistic as her screaming laughter was echoed all across the room
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
As they continued to tickle Lisa, she totally lost control and wet her panties, but the tickling did not stop and they tickled her non-stop, and even harder than before despite her begging and pleading to cooperate and the gentleman said, "You had your chance to be reasonable, but that chance has expired, I am afraid". Then all 3 of them tickled Lisa for what seemed like hours and the doctor put an oxygen mask over her, but advised it was a chemical to keep her from passing out, so she would not be able to pass out from the exhaustion of the tickle-torture and sweat was dripping from her and her panties soaking wet, from where she wet herself, they still tickled the living hell out of her
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
The doctor said "We must not wear her out, for her treatment tomorrow" and then he took her limp body, which was soaking wet and strapped her down to the wheel-chair and wheeled her back to her cell and locked the door
To Be Continued
The author copyrights the following story and claims that it shall not, under any circumstances, be sold, traded, marketed, or bartered in any way, shape, or form, without the author's prior expressed approval (and this includes pay-internet sites, too). The author does allow you to re-publish this story, free of royalty or compensation, provided that no payment or profit of any kind is generated or collected, the story and disclaimer remain intact and not edited in any way, and the author receives credit for the story. You may re-publish this story via email, message boards (free sites only), newsgroups (Usenet) and personal web pages (free sites only).
Enough of the legal mumbo jumbo, enjoy the story!!!!
Lisa: Chapter 3 (MMM/F)
The Asylum
By:
Marc E.
tklmaster750@sbcglobal.net
Http:n/a
When Lisa came to, she was not sure where exactly she was, or what had happened and everything was a blur and seemed like it happened a long time ago. She was in some kind of cell, with a metal door and a bed and everything looked clean and sterile and she was wearing an orange jumpsuit with "Oakridge Mental Hospital" written in bold black letters on both the back and front. She sat on the bed and took a few minutes to clear her head of the cobwebs and tried to picture what had happened. She vaguely remembered being tied down and tickled by a man who posed as her boss and his 2 associates, then......BRENDA!
Lisa recalled everything now. She recalled how the man who posed as her boss and his 2 cronies tickled the living daylights after her, when she failed to provide them with information about one of their corporate competitors, then she recalled how she woke up and turned on the TV, only to see her sister Brenda suffer the same tickle torture, while she was forced to watch it, and was powerless and helpless to anything about it. Lisa was screaming to be let out "LET ME OUT OF HERE", she yelled over and over but nobody came.
Lisa banged on the door, demanding to be released, but nobody came. She sat on the bed wondering if Brenda was OK and wondering if she will ever get out of there. About an hour later the door unlock and opened and there stood the gentleman who "hired" her. "Hello, Lisa. I trust that we've had a pleasant nap"? Lisa tried to make a run for the door, but Lisa's own doctor grabs her and straps her down to a wheel-chair. "You will never get away with this", Lisa snapped. The doctor replied as he began to wheel her down the hall "You are in no position to make idle threats, my dear. After all, who would believe somebody who has been committed for paranoid psychotics".
The doctor stopped near a TV set that was in the hall and turned it on and Lisa's picture was shown on the TV and a reporter said "She is currently being held at the Oakridge Mental Hospital, and is considered to be a very dangerous psychopath.....". Then the doctor turned the TV set off. Lisa turns to him and said "What the hell is that about? I am no psycho". The doctor said, let's just say I have a "friend" who works at the station and paid him quite a bit of money to run that little story". Lisa chuckled to herself and said "Nobody will ever believe it". The doctor continued to wheel her down the corridor and said "That is Television. More importantly, that is the media. People will blindly eat up, whatever the media tells them. People will believe what ever Television tells them, my dear".
The doctor continued to wheel her up and down the corridors of the hospital, and eventually they arrive into a room where the other 2 men who administered her tickle-torture before stand waiting, as well as the person who posed as her employer who steps forward and says "Thank you, Doctor. We will take it from here and your services to us have been of great value, and you shall be compensated". Then he turned to Lisa and said "So we meet again". Lisa yelled "Where the hell is my sister, you bastard". He just chuckled and said "Never you mind about her. She is safe, which is more than I can say for you. I have asked you for the codes before. I need these codes, as they are very important to me. These codes contain information that I can use to destroy by corporate competition, so I shall ask you one more time....what....is.....the....code? You give me the code, and you can go back to living your life, as nothing ever happened. But I must warn you, I have friends in high places and if you toy with me....well, let's just say you don't want to go there".
Lisa said "I don't know what the damned codes are! I don't have access to it from here, Genius". He replied, "I am disappointed in you, my dear. I thought you were somebody who could be rational and could be reasoned with. But if you wish to continue to do this the hard way, then so be it". He closed the door and said "Don't bother trying to scream for help, because this room is sound proof, and number two, the director of this Hospital is a personal friend of mine, and I have been given complete and total custody of you". He motioned for his 2 associates to get to work and they take off the cuffs that held Lisa to the wheel-chair and placed her on the table, and removed her jumpsuit, leaving just her panties on and tied her arms and legs down. They started to work on her underarms and Lisa was already laughing and babbling incoherently
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
They started to tickle her feet and kneecaps and Lisa was screaming with laughter as her whole body shook, as she tried to free herself
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
Then one of the men took a feather and raked it up and down her breasts and Lisa fought for all she was worth, but it was in vain
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
Then they started to rake their fingernails across Lisa's sensitive tummy as it spasm and twitched and tears were streaming from Lisa's face as she begged them to stop HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STOP
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHA
HAHAHA I CANNOT HAHAHAHAHAH TAKE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MUCH MORE OF THIS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
Then they started to tickle her inner thigh areas and Lisa went totally and completely ballistic as her screaming laughter was echoed all across the room
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
As they continued to tickle Lisa, she totally lost control and wet her panties, but the tickling did not stop and they tickled her non-stop, and even harder than before despite her begging and pleading to cooperate and the gentleman said, "You had your chance to be reasonable, but that chance has expired, I am afraid". Then all 3 of them tickled Lisa for what seemed like hours and the doctor put an oxygen mask over her, but advised it was a chemical to keep her from passing out, so she would not be able to pass out from the exhaustion of the tickle-torture and sweat was dripping from her and her panties soaking wet, from where she wet herself, they still tickled the living hell out of her
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA
The doctor said "We must not wear her out, for her treatment tomorrow" and then he took her limp body, which was soaking wet and strapped her down to the wheel-chair and wheeled her back to her cell and locked the door
To Be Continued