The man woke up to realize he was tied to a chair in the middle of an empty room with walls as white as snow. Snow was the one thing on his mind, as he missed the winters of his home state. State of mind was the one thing he wasn’t sure of, as he was just as confused as he was scared. Scared of what was going to happen next, he tried to escape, but the ropes tying him to the chair were too strong for him to break.

“Break. I need a break!” he heard another voice say.

“Say, why should I give you a break?” another would then ask.

“Ask again and you’ll take a permanent break from life!”

“Life is something I so desperately want to keep.”

“Keep it. It will just be a quick moment as I check on our prisoner.”

Prisoner? Prisoner is what they said? said the man to himself.

Himself is all he had left.

“Left side.”

Side-eyed, a weird, alien-looking creature appeared in front of the man.

“Man, you won’t believe the bullshit they tell me!” it said with a strangely deep tone.

Tone-deaf, the man asked, “Can you let me go?”

“Go get me a drink if I do,” said the creature.

Creature was the best way the man could describe it. It most certainly wasn’t human.

“Human, will you promise me to get me what I asked?” asked the creature, who seemed to not have a care for anything else but the drink.

“Drink type?” asked the man.

“Man, I don’t fucking know. Know what? What I want is a beer. Beer is what I want right now.”

“Now?”

“Now, not later. Later is too late. Late it is, and I need my nightly beer right away.”

Away from home, the man felt sick. Sick to the stomach, he asked, “Well, can you untie me so that I can get you that beer, please?”

“Please? Please is the most polite thing someone has ever said to me in a while.”

While waiting for an answer, the man looked around the room. Room temperatures were rising, and the man felt even hotter than before. Before he knew it, the creature said, “I shall untie you.”

“You are not a human though, so how are you even able to talk like one?” asked the man.

“Man, well isn’t that racist?” the creature said. “Said with such confidence, too. Too much racism ‘round here. Here, we can never have nice things without someone being racist.”

“Racist is what you call asking a genuine question?”

“Question me not. Not one more word from you. You just need to get me a beer now.”

“Now, don’t you think you need to untie me first, since you said you’d do that?”

“That I will. Will you get me the beer if I do?”

“Do exactly that, and I’ll return the favor for you.”

“You kind human,” said the creature as he untied the man without hesitation. “Hesitation is not allowed, so get me the beer.”

Beer was no where to be seen in the room, so the man asked, “Where is it?”

“It is… oh wait I forgot.”

“Forgot what?”

What happened after that was a mystery, as the man then woke up in his bed soon after. After that, he realized he should never have meth before bed again.