I woke up on the white table with no memory of who I was or what happend. I tried to get up, but had restrains on my arms, legs, and neck. A man with white lab coat walked into the room. "All right just hold still, this won't hurt to much."
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I was in my cell, back pressed against the wall, eating the freeze dried food, the only thing I was allowed to eat, when I heard the door unlock. I panicked. Not again.
The people here were always running tests on me. Extremely painful tests and they never used numbing drugs. They often slit open my skin and removed stuff while I was awake. Today would be much worse. As they walked in I felt an injection on my back, I started to feel drowsy, and passed out.
I woke up again strapped to the table, stripped of my shirt. I was terrified of what they would do to me this time. Once they did brain surgery. I shuddered remembering it all.
The man walked in, pressing a few buttons on his IPad. "Don't worry," he said," This will be your last time here." I started really getting nervous. Was I gonna die? Well it was probably better then getting tortured every week. I heard I whirring sound behind me, and saw what looked like a mold of my body with needles inside, extend over me. As I watched the needle tubes filled up with a light greenish blue liquid and the mold started moving down.
Something about this felt extremely wrong. I tried to squirm out of the restrains bit the man next to me tisked. "Really boy, you should know by now that moving just makes it worse." Of course. How could I forget with them poking at me all the time. I whimpered and tried not to think about it.
I then felt the needles starting to poke at my skin. it was alright until they actually broke the skin. Then the liquid started to come through. It felt at first cool but slightly unnerving flowing under my skin. Then it started to heat up and more kept pouring through. I couldn't help it. I screamed, I yelled at the top of my lungs, tears pouring down my face. On my neck and fingers and legs it felt as though my skin was being ripped through. I begged for it to stop. To die just so the pain would end. This was by far the most excruciating thing I had ever felt. It felt as though there was a layer of white hot lava underneath my skin. Eventually the pain was to much for me to handle and I passed out.
There's the chapter for anyone curious enough to read this.
