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I would imagine they had a steering wheel plugged in upon startup, and it spun around or something.

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He turned to walk back across the room, close to the door. Now that you were sitting up a little, you could see it more properly- a small space, about as sterile as it could be in a world like this. Three walls were cheap white plaster, with only a plain blue curtain shielding you from the rest of the clinic. The floor was plain concrete marked from years of foot traffic. Close to the curtain. a large metal locker with the door open, revealing your clothing hanging inside.

Enjoying the experience so far - although it's clear I'm hardly into it, yet.