Preface
April 23 1975
"Begin." The voice said indifferently, the way you would about the weather maybe.
I felt the first six needles push into my muscles slowly, had I not been gagged I would have screamed. If I hadn't been strapped down I would fought.
"Deep muscle tissue complete." He said again completely callous to my pain. "Now for the bone marrow," If the first six were painful then these were unbearable, it literally felt like they were stabbing my very core. "The activation serum." How could he not even react to my agony? These two weren't as painful; both were put in my triceps. "Thank the lord it's over…" I prayed silently. But it wasn't.
The needles before were nothing compared to this. First my body heated steadily but quickly as though in a microwave. Then the worst came on. Like growing pain times a million every part of me felt like it was expanding beyond its limits. It attacked all five of my senses, an airplane taking off in my ears, hot pungent metal on my tongue, my nose being drowned with bleach, exploding flashes burning my retinas, and the pain burning my body anywhere I could feel anything. My heart felt like it was being forced to beat at the speed of light but not blood anymore. Instead it was molten lead that burn my veins and wore out my body. I struggled madly against my restraints to no avail. "WHY CAN'T I DIE!" I screamed silently, but to know relief of course.
After what had to be eternity it was through. They undid the restraints, I collapsed on the floor. But the forced me up.
I was so weak from it I could barely walk. I looked down not surprised to find the gown I had on stained with vomit. They pushed me back into my little room. Still numb with pain I cried to myself. "It's over, it's over…." Somewhere at the edge of consciousness I heard the voice again.
"Her progress seems well. We will continue on with the remaining 10 sets in two days."
How could I possibly survive anymore?