[Read my revision FIRST! Not this version! The storyline has altered a lot!] UNEDITED
After being captured by a sinister organization because of their telepathic abilities, an American and Pakistani fall in love as they fight for their lives.
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⚠ Very disturbing scene ahead ⚠
*Luna*
As I lie flat on a metal slab in a treatment room, I feared for my life. I was strapped down and felt stuck to the table, sweat pouring down my body. Then I heard the doorknob twist, and the door opened with Dr. Kim strolling in like he wasn't doing anything wrong, completely at ease with absolutely no remorse for hurting me like this. His white trousers and white shirt even looked pressed and cleaned.
He visited the dry cleaners; I see. But once I'm free, those clothes will be messed up.
With my hands wrapped around the loop of the restraints, trying to wiggle my fingers to unhook them, he spoke before I could get free.
"Don't even think about it. You nor Camille are getting any better. I knew she'd be tough to crack, but you were the one who surprised me the most. There is no escaping." He barely passed me a glance as he walked around the slab, eying me. Then he pulled up his small seat and sat down. "Cami and the one she is tethered to—paired with—will be captured before long. So will yours. The both of you will talk, and you will understand that these sessions will continue until you both tell me what I want to know."
A deep growl settled inside my throat as I laid here, feeling helpless.
He glanced at the monitors and then back to me and tsked in a quiet tone. "Luna, I had so much hope for you to utter his name, your companion. But you haven't. And I know it is a male you are matched with. Once we locate him, well, you get the picture."
It took everything in me not to shoot a wad of spit his way. "You jerk! I hope you get what you deserve!"
One dark eyebrow rose. "Yes, I hear that a lot, unfortunately. Does it seem like I care?"
I grind my teeth again, irritated by how much pain I'd endured over this. He was trying to make me say Amir's name, but I wouldn't do it. "You don't have to care, but kidnapping people who have a special gift is grounds for torture?"
Dr. Kim brushed his fingers down his pants and flipped one knee over the other. "Don't think of it as torture, Luna. This is different." He laid a hand over one of the tubes hooked up to me, adjusting it. "Hopefully that is less... uncomfortable."
I snorted. "Lying here numb and helpless is uncomfortable." He tenses close to my face and gazed down. I did not understand how I ended up in here, or how he knew about the Tethered Species. That must be what this hospital was about. Collecting us and doing horrible things to us.
Dr. Kim laughed lightly, inching backward. "I was really hoping you would say the person's name by now. We need to find them and find out everything we can. I'm thinking it's a man, and probably with brown skin. Maybe in Morocco, or perhaps Russia? Moscow? You've yelled out those locations before while we shocked your brain."
