Morning Spam

[Undiscussed Groomed for Male Slavery, One Victim of Many]

deep inside the bowels of the research project
there was a secret alternate-alternate-alternate-alternate identity of
traffick boss
where he clung to hypnotized researchers traveling in and out of a
huge wormhole holding physical concepts (yes, idea parts) from other
galaxies and timelines.
in this deeply-and-thoroughly-nested-dissociated-alter of traffick
boss, he could kind of remember who he was, if he gripped the
researchers tight enough( and squinted his eye really hard
he was in awe of what he was seeing