Is this a Tragedy or a Game Changer?

by Lady Silverfrost

Slight AU. I am trying to make this seem as realistic as possible and make Tolkien's characters stay in character. There are many modern girls in ME stories, but not as many that have them end up in Angband. This is my take on 2 modern girls ending up in Angband and the chaos that would happen. Even more chaos if they happened to appear during Maedhros's captivity. Torture warning.

32. Chapter 32

I know this is a short chapter, but I promise that I will make the next Gothmog/Airawende chapter longer then normal to make up for it. :D

I woke up in agony screaming. The pain hadn't alleviated with sleep. My entire body was on fire. I couldn't see anything except reds, oranges, and golds mixed into darkness. I could feel the blankets, but they only hurt to feel. I couldn't tell if I was crying or not, but I wanted to.

A hand settling down on my forehead felt like ice on burned skin, but it just hurt without helping. I shouted out intelligible words, maybe I had reverted to English, and tried to move back groaning in agony. I could hear Tar-Mairon and Gothmog far away speaking gibberish. What was happening to me? Last time the pain had stopped by the time I was awake. Why did it hurt so bad?

I laid just whimpering trying to think about anything else, but nothing else was strong enough to distract. I wasn't even motivated or able to try and decipher what they were saying. Was I going to die here? Like this? Burning up? Maybe they set me on fire? I choked trying to breathe and started gasping. The hand moved away causing me to scream at the changing sensation.

Red and orange flashed in a faster pattern when I tried to widen my eyes to see. I jerked and wailed in agony as someone grabbed my arm and pulled it up. I tried to back away, but a needle stabbed into my arm too quickly and my movement just made it worse. The needle was removed, and my arm dropped listlessly beside me. I choked again and tried to cough away what was stuck in my throat. I could hear Gothmog speaking to Tar-Mairon in a harsh tone, but I couldn't make out the words. Did Tar-Mairon or Gothmog kill me? Where would I go if this was hell? I tried to slam my head back into the bed to reach the darkness again, but it didn't work and instead I screamed more.

I stilled and suppressed my screams to small whimpers as I heard whispering in my ear. I didn't know what it was. Is it the language we heard? Why doesn't it sound like Tar-Mairon or Gothmog. My head was tilted back slightly, and I groaned as fire rippled through my entire body. What a pretty language. I don't think we know this one. The whispers increased in speed and I could feel myself start to move away from the pain. The pain was still everywhere, and I think my body was on fire as the warm colors became brighter and I moved farther away from sensation. I think I stopped making noise. I could feel pain, but I couldn't feel my body anymore. No arms, no legs, no fingers or toes. It was just me moving farther and farther away only feeling pain that was getting fainter as the whispers softened. What's is happening to me? What did they do?