Depraved Secret
The room was quite spartan – white, painted walls dotted here and there with a few old picture frames, a frosted glass window and, strangely, what appeared to be some sort of clear polythene sheeting, covering an old worn carpet. Lastly, 2 worn looking armchairs were just visible to the right and left of the scene that was revealing itself to my puzzled gaze. ‘What is this?’ I thought to myself. I didn’t recognise the room. It certainly wasn’t a video I could recall taking! The...