He Injected Too Much

Unconsious

420 words
I now realised.. didn't do it on purpose I promise😩🤚
btw the first chapter is boring but it'll make sense for the rest of it if you read it :))

I second awake from my sleep and was laying on the ground. My eyes hadn't opened yet and even if I tried they wouldn't.. he could barely feel the ground below me and all my sense had gone, except my hearing. But there was nothing to hear.

Minutes felt like hours and hours felt like days. I had only been on the floor.. well I don't know how long but it's felt like hours upon hours. I heard tires drive along what sound like a rocky, wet concrete. My body started to tense up..

Seconds later my body had been lifted off the ground, I thought. I don't really know but it felt like I was floating. My breath stayed steady but it doesn't really feel like I could control it. I couldn't control any of my whole body..

I felt..

Paralysed..

I had listened to the van doors opening and them grunting as they took me in the van and lay me down on the floor. They shut the doors at my feet and walked to the front to drive off..

I had listened longing to understand what was happening but I soon gave up and drifted off..

I blacked out not even realising.

Hours later~

Someone was shaking me while I slept. I could feel it but hadn't woke up yet. They yelled a name I hadn't recognised.

'GEORGE!!!'

My eyes widened but instantly shut. The light had blinded me for a solid 30 seconds. I tried to readjust to the light though my eye lids. I heard another shout shortly after.

'GEORGE GET UP'

I open my eyes and leaned up on my elbows. I stared at the short Mexican in a lap coat with a white beanie on his head. He was holding a clipboard and a pen in his right hand and his left hand was in his lap coat pocket..

He was just staring whole biting his pen with no expression.

I stared back.

We stared at eachother until he broke the silence with a sigh and a couple words under his breath.

'finally'

'excuse me?'

'I said finally'

'...ok... well.. where am I?'

'Get up'

'Tell me where I am!'

'Get. Up.'

'ok ok jeez'

'Now.'

The man with the beanie slowly walked out the room tapping us pen on the top of the clipboard. He closed the door behind him leaving George with his hundreds of thoughts.. like was his name even George.. where was he and why couldn't he move before..