A/N: This idea just sort of came to me out of the blue and I decided to use it. Enjoy!
WARNING: This chapter contains a bit of graphic violence.
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Chapter 3
*THIRD PERSON POV* SMACK! A cold, boney hand came in contact with a soft, fragile, tear-stained face for the fifth time.
"You idiot! You incompetent fool! I knew I couldn't trust you." The warden stood behind his desk, staring at the small, scared girl on the other side of the wooden desk, sitting quietly and staring down at the ground as tears streamed down her face from under her blood-stained blindfold.
"I'm s-sorry s-sir..." She whimpered, fingers tangled in her night gown.
"You're sorry!? You worthless piece of shit! Sorry does not take his hope away!"
"I m-messed up..."
"You're damn right you messed up! He knows you remember him, he knows you could still help him." She looked up when she heard this, a look of panic on her face.
"Please sir! I'd never help him, I am only loyal to you! Please, I'd never-" SMACK!
"You know better, you know what's coming now and there is no way you can prevent it. Your punishment will be served."
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A blood curdling screech of pain filled the room as a whip came down again with a 'CRACK'. A small girl shook and writhed against her chains but to no avail.
"Sir! Please! I'm sorry!" The girl screamed. The warden simply stood off to the side, watching with a blank face as the wheezer continued to toucher the poor girl.
"I told you that you'd receive your punishment and that is exactly what is happening." He told her in his dark, sinister voice. She cried out again as the whip came down on her back one more time. The wheezer left into a door to the left, coming back a few seconds later with a knife, a box of needles, and a bit of thick, flexible wire. The wheezer slowly walked up to her but the warden held his hand up to stop it, walking up to the sobbing girl.
"Look at me." He commanded. When she didn't, he grabbed her by her hair and yanked her head up sharply, causing her to whimper in pain. "I said look at me." He growled. "Now, you are going to have to endure so much worse than what you were just put through, unless you agree to pretend to forget it all." She almost complied, but a look of hate and determination replaced her weak, broken one.
"No," she spat, "I don't care what you say, I will never forget." The warden almost slapped her again, but backed away.
"Continue." He said, walking through the exit door. The wheezer continued to walk toward the girl with its knife at the ready. He sliced open both of her arms, causing her to cry out in pain. It then took a needle out of the box and the wire, sewing up her wounds. Though the wire was flexible, it was still thick and it tried to straiten out again, pulling and tearing at her skin. Blood poured down, forming puddles on the cold, hard floor. It then continued to repeat this on her legs. The pain tore through her body like a fire. Her screams echoed off the walls and she finally passed out.
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*ALEX POV*
The next morning was much, much better than the two before. I think it was because part of me really believed that the strange girl was Donovan. Just the thought that there may have been a chance, just a sliver of chance that my old cell mate may have been alive filled me with some emotion that seemed to have slipped just within those two days. What was it again? The thought plagued my mind. It felt so good, like I had just woken up without the agonizing back pains I had every day in Furnace. Like I went to sleep and had no nightmares, but beautiful, joy filled dreams. Like I could take on all of Furnaces toughest guys and stay on my feet with no fault. I finally realized what that emotion was. Hope.
I had gotten so lost in my thoughts that I hadn't noticed that Zee had been trying to get my attention for quite a while.
"Hello? Earth to Alex!" He said, waving his hand in front of my eyes as we walked out of the trough room. I stopped and blinked, then coming back to myself.
"Huh? Oh, yea, yea I can hear you." I brushed his hand away with mine. He eyed me suspiciously for a second.
"You know, you're acting even weirder than usual. You looked like you were somewhere else." Zee frowned at me.
"Wouldn't that be nice?" I scoffed. Zee gave a smirk and a dry, humorless laugh. Then, his face went serious.
"Hey," he started, "you saw that girl last night, right? Or, was I just dreaming?"
"Yea, I saw her."
"Wasn't that weird? She's unlike any of the other monsters here. I mean, she didn't have sharp teeth or claws or mangled limbs; She didn't have a mask sewn onto her face; She wasn't a giant. What's with her?"
"I don't know. It's probably just a new monster the warden has." I lied. 'Goddamn it, Alex, can't you give me some of the credit!? It was me after all.' Donovan's voice told me. 'Go the hell away!' I thought.
"Well, whatever she is...she's kinda...familiar, isn't she? She reminds me of-" I cut him off.
"Donovan..." He blinked.
"Yea, you think so too?" I stared down at the floor for a moment in thought. "Uh, Alex, are you-" I held my hand up and shushed him. I took a few more moments to think before raising my head again. "Some coincidence, huh?" Zee asked.
"It's more than just a coincidence."
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