You’ve gone to an orthodontist to get braces. You’re nervous to get braces, but you’ve been meaning to get them for a while. Your orthodontist is friendly, dressed in a Howie lab coat, face mask, and gloves, and she assures you that the procedure will go flawlessly. “This is all standard procedure,” she tells you before opening up your mouth with a stainless steel dental gag and giving you laughing gas. You pass out in the dental chair and wake up as she’s putting the finishing touches on you. You have braces on your teeth, yes…but they’ve been modified to lock your jaw together. She’s wearing a leather apron, screwing your mouth together as you realize that your arms are bound to the chair and you can’t open your mouth at all…
