Lyle blinked his eyes open and woke up on a large bed with white sheets that looks unfamiliar.
Next to the bed was a glowing white door that was tightly shut.
Lyle sat up, stretching slightly, he felt extremely sore and lethargic, that feeling that comes after a good, long wank.
The moment the word wank popped into his head, the memories of the previous hours soon rushed into his head, making Lyle's cheeks flush red.
The second trial had been the trial of mental demons and Lyle had met Leilani who had unearthed the fears that he had hidden deep within his heart. He could not overcome the mental demon and proceeded to defeat it through brute force when the trial had changed and a mild aprosodic was dispersed into the air and his body began to heat up with intense desire.
A sexual illusion.
