• 'The theater you enter can be as good or as bad as you wish it to be. Shrouded in darkness, or encased in light, the end result is the same. The puppet show is a dangerous things, with those life sized marionette dolls dangling from strings strung from the too high rafters of the theater. What If you were one of those dolls, no free will of your on? Being controlled? Welcome to the Puppet Show...

    Dark shadows coursed through my veins as the electric blue eyes bore into mine like an irresistible force. I tried to turn away, but my body would not let me, like it wanted to be pulled closer... ever closer to the threat that was concealed within the shadows. Then, I felt nothing. Saw nothing. Heard nothing. It was blissful for the hours, days or weeks this solitude went on. Suddenly, without warning, an inferno of pain exploded within me as the numbness turned into a horrid feeling of pain, and not only physical pain, but a mental pain too. Emotions were running through my head that should have not been there such as Happiness, Sadness, Hatred and Love, Confusion and Understanding… all together in a jumbled mess. The physical pain was equally horrible, like I was being unhinged at the limbs, like the elbows, knees, ankles and wrists, and felt like pins and needles were coming through my skin from unseen pressure points. I tried to scream, but all that came out was a rasp of a whisper that would have alerted no one but my captors. They laughed at me as the pain took its course. It seemed last forever. Finally, the pain subsided ans I heard... voices. They said. "Thank you for transforming her." Another voice said "No problem Enjoy your new Puppet..."