Cell

You walk into the dimly lit, padded room. "Take a seat." the lady nearby declares. She is wearing a thin black suit, also wearing sunglasses with her hair tied back.
You look around. There are no chairs, and a green substance seems to be growing out of the foam-like floors. So, after hesitation, you sit down on the floor. It's as hard as concrete.
"Do you know why you're here?" the lady questions with a focused gaze into your eyes.
"N-n-not really" you reply, still wondering where you are. Her gaze doesn't break, and she walks closer to you.
"You are being punished. Your actions have not reflected your intellectual capabilities. You sill be subject to one fairly simple test". The lady turns around and crosses her arms.
"Your goal is to entertain me for a duration of 20 minutes". The automated door opens, so the lady walks through it. She turns around to look at you.
"5 minutes to prepare." the lady calmly. She starts to walk away, but turns around and adds, "One thing I forgot: no talking". She walks away and the automatic door slams shut.
A small projector flickers on from the back of the cell and projects 5:00.
Then the numbers start decreasing. 4:59. 4:58. 4:57...

You swear under your breath. You knew you should have at least tried to become a mime.
Thoughts are flying through your head. You're still trying to determine where you are, and how you got there. The smell of the cell is quite awful, and there's a bad taste in your mouth.
3:00
You try to think. Nothing is coming to mind. You check your pockets. Nothing. You check the cell, and nothing appears to stand out, even after you've paced around it a couple times.
2:00
You have it! The projector! You climb up the foam walls, and eventually make it up to the projector. Unfortunately, you haven't been paying attention to the time.
0:30
In a desperate attempt to have something to use during your trial, you take apart the projector. Or, at least try to.
0:20
The projector shuts off. There's no way of counting down, so you just sit in the corner and wait.

The door opens. 2 guards with long, wiry, black sticks come out, wearing gas masks. The lady follows, wearing the same attire as before.
"Well, what do you have?" the lady asks.
You do a quick jig, clap your hands twice, and slap your knees, then try to continue with your improvised dancing.
The lady interrupts and shakes her head. "I had higher expectations from you". She leaves the room, the doors close behind her.
The 2 guards approach you, and a mysterious gas sprays into the cell. You immediately start coughing, and your vision becomes impaired.
One man stabs you with his stick and a shock of electricity runs through you, but you can't see it. A flash of light is all that your eyes can let in.
The next guard stabs you. Then the first one joins in. You find yourself on the ground, and the men are still stabbing you. Electricity surges through your body, and blood trickles out your mouth.
And that's all you can remember.