Dorian Had been rudely interrupted with his sleep when suddenly the guards had got in and grabbed him. He had hen been dragged to the lab while he still thought he was in one of Stan's torture dreams and he had been tied down to a metal chair. Then he realised he could feel the cold chair which meant it wasn't a chair. He began to scream and his eyes began twitching like mad. "H-help!" He shouted trying to teleport...it wouldn't work. He started to sweat and his arms struggled as much as they could.