Write a 100-word story without using the letter “e” in any words.
Tim’s first notion, to run away from this room, found an abrupt stop. Thick straps holding his body wouldn’t allow for motion. Tim lay his noggin back down. What is this? How did I succumb to this situation? His room has a horrifying and familiar, sanitary stink. It’s dark with a slight crack of light from its doorway. Tim panics as loud footfalls swiftly approach. His instinct is to bolt again, but it is just no good. Two giants in lab coats slip in, carrying a hypo, making for his arm. Calming liquid fills his blood, moving towards his brain.