A colorless film wrapped itself around May's consciousness, her eyes were open but she couldn't register her surroundings, only faint and foggy splotches of pale color swirled around her.
She could only faintly hear the sharp clatter of metal against metal and the voices of people she didn't recognize.
It felt as if her mind and body had separated, as if she was not exactly a part of one or the other. A dull ache flowed through her body but resonated in her abdomen and chest, like she had been pounded with a hammer from the inside out. She was barely able to even recognize the pain as her own.
After a few minutes of being slightly conscious, an oval faced woman peered over her drowsy eyes, lids barely able to keep themselves open.
"Sir, she's waking up, what should we do?" The woman questioned to another person out of Mays' direct view, her facial features remained as dark stains in May's eyes.
"Administer another dose of anesthetic." A male voice replied curtly.
"But, sir…The experiment is almost complete, shouldn't we just let the first dose wear off? Who cares if she can feel it?" The female exclaimed, May had focused in on her face, a maniacal smile slithered across the once thin line of her mouth.
Her mind began to reclaim its hold on her body and her senses slowly began to sharpen.
An exasperated sigh and was heard from beyond her point of view, "Do whatever you want, as long as she doesn't wriggle, I've only got to bandage it up." The male voice said, annoyance framing his speech.
It? What does that mean? Where am I? May began to feel the dawn of realization wash over her, she began to jerk frantically but was stopped short by metal restraints locked on her wrists and ankles.
The pale splotches of color formed themselves into shapes, large rectangular lights were hung up on the white ceiling tiles. The walls were a faint blue in color and medical supplies adorned them.
She then shifted her focus to the two people standing adjacent to her.
One wore a surgical mask, she realized it was the person the male voice had belonged to. The other, the female, wore scrubs and her hair tied back in a low bun. Both had their eyes directly on May, they looked at her as if she was an insect.
A sheet of panic fit itself over her, its thickness making her feel like she was suffocating.
A hospital? But I wasn't in an accident…But…the movie theater? The…the…kidnapping? Did they just say experiment? Thoughts flooded May's mind, ones that made sense and others that sounded completely insane, she wasn't an experiment. That was absurd, she must have just gotten into an accident and had a bit of amnesia, thats all, right? Denial.
Even as she tried to reason with herself, she remained frantically kicking and swatting in the cold and thick metal restraints, trying to break free of them.
Her attempts proved successful when one of the chains holding her leg in place snapped.
With one leg freed, she was able to put more force on the restraint on her other leg, after a few more moments, the metal chain snapped from the inertia.
May noted that she seemed to have gotten stronger, or maybe those were just some weak restraints. She still did have the remaining two clasped to her wrists to free herself from.
In the frenzy of erratic movement, the man and woman dressed in medical attire had little time to react, never imagining that the girl would be able to so easily break free from the strong, metal chains. It was a feat that no other test subject had ever accomplished.
The doctor mentally punished himself for making such an idiotic mistake and sprinted over to a stark white countertop, many different medical tools were strewn across its surface. He reached hurriedly for a syringe he knew was filled with a heavy sedative.
"Hold her down as best you can," he shouted to the female, who seemed to be frozen in panic.
Upon hearing the urgent voice of the doctor, the woman was knocked out of her daze and ran over to the girl. She grabbed hold of both of Mays' wrists just before the last remaining pull was needed for the chains to break.
To May's dismay, the doctor plunged the syringe into her arm.
For a second time, her attempts to get out of a troubling situation proved futile, ending in her slipping away to the abyss of unconsciousness once again. A foreign substance parading itself through her veins.
The abyss proved itself to be a new comfort in her life, May would have never known that in the near future, her unconsciousness would be the only peace she would find.
A seed of darkness had been planted into her, it was only time that it began to sprout.
Authors Note: Thanks again for reading! I'll be updating again soon, especially since this chapter was pretty short. I'd definitely enjoy any feedback you'd like to give on my writing, it's be greatly appreciated! Have a great day, or night!