18th Birthday.
"How did I get here? Why am I naked and tied up? Who are you?
I had booked an anonymous birthday party for my eighteenth on the internet and was picked up by a van from the birthday agency very early this morning. I was to be taken to a secret location where I was to meet my relatives and friends later. I told no one exactly as instructed by the agency. It was supposed to be a surprise party for the guests. Do you belong to the birthday agency?"
"You silly, we cheated a little. We are an agency, of course, but not a birthday agency. We're a sound recording agency. We produce sounds for film and television with which the films are set to sound. Of course, we also create sounds for radio plays."
"But anyway, today is your lucky day. You are a 'sound artist' as of today. We have an assignment to generate sounds for a film, for special scenes. It's a soundtrack for torture cellar scenes. It's a huge job for us."
"And now comes your part of the job, which you're kind enough to help us with."
"YOU CREATE THE SOUNDS!"
"Of course, we won't leave you alone with this difficult task. We will help you. You will see that you will make the sounds completely intuitively, if we stimulate you accordingly."
"And you really haven't told anyone about your deal with us?"
"Alright then, let's get started right away!"
"ACTION!!!"