KHR Chapter one

My Introduction

I sat in a dark room waiting for another round of torture that family had me endure. Like I am some kind of guinea pig, for there scientific amusement. I someday will get my revenge on all who wronged me. It all started when I was a little girl. My family would surround me with sharp needles, poking me until I had an out of body experience. I felt as if I were flying and I heard my family laughing at the fact I was dead, and how they felt like they were gods. When I was floating beyond my body I felt a familiar presence. When I woke up the next morning or maybe it was days later you kind of lose track of time when you die multiple times in one day.

I heard screams and people laughing like they just won the lottery, it made me sick to even be related to these awful people if you could call them that. Could one of the screams I heard be the one I sensed during my out of body experiences? Maybe we can meet and escape together one day. But for now I have to endure dying again and again every day. Sometimes they would inject me with different colored syrums, that would either kill me again or make me really sick to the point were they would just continue with other tortures until I die. One day they killed me and when I came back my eyes were different colors one was red and the other was blue.

I thought nothing of it I would just wear an eyepatch over my red eye when I go out in public. I also had these strange illusions and I am pretty sure I could make others see them to. I could use these to my greatest advantages. When they were done experimenting on me I would go back to my cell, other times I would wander around freely, hoping to uncover darker secrets or to find someone to talk to, I kept feeling like someone was watching me from a distance but when I turned to look no one was there.

This life was kind of boring except the fact I kept dying everyday sometimes more than once per day, I started to actually like the fact they would kill me and bring me back. I liked the feeling of floating outside my body. I would sometimes laugh when they brought me back to life and they thought nothing of it until I told them of a vision I had where they were all going to die, that perked them up but not to the point where they would pack up and leave.

I hope I could meet that stranger that I keep sensing everywhere I go, and soon I have a feeling that things are going to get ugly pretty fast. I lay in bed trying to fall asleep when I hear strange laughter kind of like my laughter. I fell alseep listening to that laughter. I dreamed I was running around the lab chasing a little boy that looked so familiar to me that it startled me awake. It was still dark outside so it must be midnight. I got up and took a shower I felt drenched in sweat and it made me feel gross.

Time to get ready to die repeatedly today you might as well look hot doing it. I put on a tight skirt and a sleevless top with a jean jacket. Someone with tiny hands reached under my door I gasped. The out streched hand held a tiny black eyepatch, I grabbed it and said thank you. When I touched his hand it felt warm, it felt familiar, like it was my hand but it wasn't. "Hey... who are you?" I asked. I didn't get any reply, when he started walking passed my door he chuckled and said "Your vision... It will come true because I will be the one to kill all these monsters, and your welcome to join me." With that he walked away. I shouted "I will, I want to get away from this place far away. I want to burn all the mafia to ash. For what they done here."