My brain ticks, jolting my body randomly as I pace around the room.
The image of Lee being beaten ruthlessly replayed over and over, along with Ethan's bruised and battered body being dragged away.
I move from one end of the contained room to the other, pulling at my hair and muffling back screams.
"They're going to kill him..." I mumble, shaking my head. I sit down in defeat, on the cold concrete, a tear sliding down my cheek. "They're going to kill both of them..."
I press my hands either side of my head, shaking rapidly, "No, no, no," I mumble over and over, rocking viciously, allowing the hysteria to overcome my self-control.
The lights suddenly flicker off, signalling the time in which I dreaded the most.
The time of complete and empty darkness.
I need to get out.
I jump up, finding my way to the door, as I attempted to scan my hand underneath the scanner.
'Invalid.' It read, buzzing over and over as I repeatedly shifted my hand away.
"No, NO!" I shout, banging and thrashing against the door, throwing my fists into the metal.
I glance upwards, where a camera was pointed directly at me, red light glowing persistently. I snarled at it in frustration and anger, jumping up and ripping it from the wall.
The camera clatters to the ground, shattering to pieces. I pant, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I stared at the pieces. I grind my teeth together, stepping and stomping over the fragments, as they shattered into finer, sharper shards.
"Subject Eve Mairwood, return to your bed." A voice speaks from above, causing me to stop suddenly as if I were a wild animal, glancing up curiously. I squint, my eyes flicking from each corner of the room to the next.
My eyes finally land on the door, my brain ticking quickly. I have to get out.
"Subject Eve Mairwood, return to your bed – immediately." It repeats, the same infuriatingly monotone voice.
I lunge forward, ripping the scanner pad from the wall, watching as the wires and cables hung loosely in my hands, sparks flying.
This only encourages me further, as I attempt to pry open the metal doors with my bare hands.
"Subject resisting. Dispersing gas." A thick substance suddenly begins being sprayed from all walls, pushing me backwards, to the middle of the room. I glance around in a panic, falling backwards as I held my throat.
I let out a fit of coughs, the gas consuming every last bit of oxygen in the room, swallowing it whole. I kneel down, my pressing my head to the floor, as my vision begins to blur.
"No," I mumble, my limbs slumping to the floor, "No..."
The darkness was no longer empty, as it pulled the room down, bringing me with it.
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"Come on, Eve. Hey, wakey wakey?" A voice beckons, calling me towards the light.
"Lee?" I groan, slowly prying my eyes open.
"Lee, who?" The voice says, sitting me upwards as my eyes began to adjust, "It looks like they gave her a sedative, gassed her or something. She's in bad shape."
I squint, slowly making out a figure of ashy black hair, kneeling next to me. The tattoo slowly comes into my vision as my eyes widen.
"F-Fallon?" I mumble, furrowing my eyebrows.
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The Corrupted (Completed - editing)
Action'Transit umbra, lux permanet' - Shadow passes, light remains. ~ Her hair is fire, eyes emeralds of life. She is the epitome of both evil and purity. She will either cleanse the earth... or watch it burn to the ground. She is the world's last savio...
