In New York, Hermione Hoby thrills to the latest in American horror theatreMy wrists are tied, I'm in total darkness and a man very close to my face is shouting: "Get on your knees, bitch!"I do what he says. It's when he puts a cold, wet hood over my head, tips my head back and pours water into my face that I start hyperventilating. The cloth clings to my mouth and nose and panic sends my heart hammering and my lungs…
SOURCE: The Guardian at 07:05PM on December 3, 2011