shout out to my grandma who heard about how bad my mental health has been getting and asked my dad “well, have you tried taking him to the sea?” like you did to cure tuburculosis in the 1800s
You wake up to find that a group of scientists have placed your brain into their supercomputer that controls their entire research facility. Instead of going mad like they predicted, you begin to drive them mad by doing increasingly annoying and petty things to them.












