Title: Ward Five
Author: Your Existence
Date: 9/1/10
He awoke, screaming.
Kakashi was in terrible pain. He could feel pressure building up on the left side of his face, focusing where his left eye used to be. He pulled at his restraints and yelled and screamed desperately for help. Angry, pain-induced tears rolled down his face. He pulled weakly at his restraints again. He felt so weak, and it wasn't from him screaming and thrashing about. To be held down, strapped down like an animal. It made him feel like he wasn't a person and that his freedom had been taken away, and it had.
He eventually gave in and stopped struggling. The struggling had made his headache worse. There was so much pressure built up, Kakashi didn't know what to do with him self, not that he could to anything anyway. Despite the loud thuds sounding in his ears, Kakashi look up as far as he could when he heard soft footsteps outside his door.
A woman was at the door, looking into the room through the small barred window in the door. He hair was black and her eyes seemed to glow a crimson red. After a moment, the door handle went down. A slight squeak sounded as the door opened. The black-haired woman walked into the room and let the heavy door close on its own. A loud bang rang through the room when the door finally closed, making Kakashi wince. His head throbbed painfully. His vision was blurry. His eyelids drooped.
Besides Kakashi's heavy breathing, the room was silent. The woman said nothing. It felt like someone was smashing his head over and over again with a sledgehammer and he cried out. He reached out to the woman, silently begging her to help him.
The woman backed away from Kakashi's pleading hand and walked back to the door and left the room, leaving the door open just a crack. Kakashi started to feel hysterical. The pain was beginning to be too much to bare. The squeaking of the door sounded again, mentally cutting into Kakashi's skull. The woman had come back with a cart.
She ripped open an alcohol pad package and wiped his upper arm down.
"This will help you…" whispered the woman, as if she was afraid of someone hearing her. She stood up straight again, throwing the pad into a trash bin under the cart. The woman then held up a syringe already filled with a liquid. She took the long cap of the needle and bent over Kakashi's arm again. "The pain should go away now…" said she as the needle went deep into the muscle of his arm.
Not long after she took the needle out of his arm did his vision start to blur at the edges. The woman and her cart headed towards the door. She didn't look back at Kakashi as she closed the door gently.
The blur spread in his eyes, darkness following close behind. He felt as if he was flying, in a way, as he fell away from consciousness.