Where am I?
My vision goes blurry as my eyes adjust to the blinding light. I squint them shut and when I reopen them, I can see I bright, white light above me. The stiff smell of antiseptic floods into my nose. I almost puke at the scent. My limbs are strapped down to the cold table I'm laying on. I struggle to get them free, but its no use. I'm trapped. I hear the sounds of a big door opening then clanging shut. A man in a white coat comes over to the table I'm on. My instincts tell me I don't like him. Always follow your instincts, Total. It way save your life someday. My mom's kind voice comes into my head. I don't know how long Iv'e been here. Last I recall I was with my mom and dad, snuggled up on the moldy rug in the sewer we called home.
Now I washere.
Where was here exactly? I had been sucked into my thoughts and had forgotten about the mysterious man with the white coat. He now had on a mask and pulling on plastic gloves with a snap. He went out of sight but returned shortly, with a big needle full of pinkish-whitish liquid that bubbled at the top. He flicked it with his fingers and squirted I little out. What's going on? I thought. The man put his cold, gloved hands on my head and pressed it firmly on the table. I let loose a growl through the mans fingers that were partly covering my mouth. "Shut up, mutt, and hold still," the man said. I growled again and one of his fingers slipped into my mouth. I bit down with as much fury and hate a had for this strange new man. He yelled out curses and came down on me with a hard fist. Everything slowly got dark, but I managed to see I thin trail of blood coming from the man's finger. I think I managed to smile before going out.