I'm typing away at my web-slave module. My bloated fingers remain still as my mind does all the work. Eyes closed, mouth open. My tiny polio legs twitch occasionally and my large flesh egg brain sac rests on a podium behind me. The punishment stim cranked into my skull is giving me a hell of a time. I fell under the required words per second so overseer Pojeen hit me with the neurowhip a bunch.