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Spencer was new to town, so he had no way of knowing that his biology teacher Mr. Reynolds was dangerous.

Mr. Reynolds had struck up a conversation with the new student at lunch time.

"You know Spencer," Mr. Reynolds began. "I don't know how adventurous you are, but there's this place the locals talk about. Its an abandoned psychiatric institution they call 'The Farm'. If you were ever bored one day and wanted to explore. They say there's something there that can really change your life..."

That's what intrigued Spencer. Something to 'change his life'.

One Saturday he just couldn't resist curiosity anymore. He parked his bike against the fence outside the abandoned hospital and began to approach. There was a huge gap in the metal fence someone had opened with plyers.

He stepped through it into the unkept and overgrown lawn.

"Foolish boy," Mr. Reynolds said out loud to himself. "You just couldn't resist curiosity, could you?"

He said this watching from a second story window of the abandoned institution. Then he began fiddling with a dial on one of his nearby gadgets. It was a huge bulky machine with several antennas and flashing lights.

He moved the dial and a strange low humming sound filled the air, just barely noticeable.

"Your life will change alright," Mr. Reynolds went on with his thought. "You'll be nothing but my play thing!"

Spencer took another step toward the building and hesitated. A low humming noise seemed to wash over him. It not only reached his ears, it seemed to tear into him somehow.

A strange sensation like a burst erupted in his mind, and seemed to flood his entire body. His blood suddenly felt like it was racing. Spencer raised his right foot to step again, but halted.

The young man noticed that his mind felt heavy. Impossibly heavy like stone. He couldn't think. He couldn't move. All he could do was stand perfectly still and enjoy the sensation of being blank.

"Come to me Spencer," Mr. Reynolds spoke into a microphone. "Come inside. Come to master."

"Yes," Spencer replied out loud in a slow, dull tone. "I must obey."

Description
Spencer was new to town, so he had no way of knowing that his biology teacher Mr. Reynolds was dangerous.

Mr. Reynolds had struck up a conversation with the new student at lunch time.

"You know Spencer," Mr. Reynolds began. "I don't know how adventurous you are, but there's this place the locals talk about. Its an abandoned psychiatric institution they call 'The Farm'. If you were ever bored one day and wanted to explore. They say there's something there that can really change your life..."

That's what intrigued Spencer. Something to 'change his life'.

One Saturday he just couldn't resist curiosity anymore. He parked his bike against the fence outside the abandoned hospital and began to approach. There was a huge gap in the metal fence someone had opened with plyers.

He stepped through it into the unkept and overgrown lawn.

"Foolish boy," Mr. Reynolds said out loud to himself. "You just couldn't resist curiosity, could you?"

He said this watching from a second story window of the abandoned institution. Then he began fiddling with a dial on one of his nearby gadgets. It was a huge bulky machine with several antennas and flashing lights.

He moved the dial and a strange low humming sound filled the air, just barely noticeable.

"Your life will change alright," Mr. Reynolds went on with his thought. "You'll be nothing but my play thing!"

Spencer took another step toward the building and hesitated. A low humming noise seemed to wash over him. It not only reached his ears, it seemed to tear into him somehow.

A strange sensation like a burst erupted in his mind, and seemed to flood his entire body. His blood suddenly felt like it was racing. Spencer raised his right foot to step again, but halted.

The young man noticed that his mind felt heavy. Impossibly heavy like stone. He couldn't think. He couldn't move. All he could do was stand perfectly still and enjoy the sensation of being blank.

"Come to me Spencer," Mr. Reynolds spoke into a microphone. "Come inside. Come to master."

"Yes," Spencer replied out loud in a slow, dull tone. "I must obey."