I awoke to a feeling of indescribable terror, for my greatest fears since entering the horrible house had been realized: I was a prisoner.
But then she pulled down from the wall a screen strewn with claw marks, and with a rickety whirr the projector began to spin.
Now I did not squirm in my bonds from seeking escape, but rather from writhing in joy, as if transported to the paradise of childhood and blessed with immortality.