I was lead to a different part of the room that almost resembled a morgue with computer buttons.
I was placed in this tube that put me in.
As I was inside, I was surrounded by various sprays and mechanical limbs.
There was a cavalcade of spraying, painting, and designing going on, but it was al confusing. I wanted to get out, but I was strapped to this crazy bed.
I knew it was for my good anyway according to those white coats.
I wondered what I would look like after this.
C. M. B. Bell's Writing Universe 