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Chapter 8
Ryan pov
My head is invaded by hundreds of drums. My body aches terribly and I have difficulties recalling memories.
A flash of a memory, Tom on the ground, bleeding.
'Why it's always me?' I ask myself, willing my body to move.
I'm in a dark and dirty room.
I try moving again, but every time pain shots in my head. After my tenth unsuccessful trying, I stay still, breathing deeply and waiting for the inevitable. And after hoping Tom is fine, my second thought is: 'I should really stop attracting psychos, I can't take all their love.' and I start laughing on my own.
After a few moments I realize that they probably drugged me. I'm aching everywhere, I can't form coherent thoughts and I can't move… I'm not so much a lightweight, so all of this can't be for a… insect… no, no, no… there's something crawling on my hand. I hate this; I really, really hate all of this.
I want to make the insect move from my hand, it's very big! If only I could find my hand…
(captors pov)
"Oh, my! That drug is great!" Says one of the men laughing at Ryan attempt to move.
The other one smirks. "You should wait until the hallucinations starts! That will be even better!"
"Stop fooling around, you idiots! We don't have times for this kind of things. The next transport will be here in ten minutes!"
The tugs make a show of rolling eyes at each other. "Yes, my lady!"
"Today she's more bitchy than usual!" One whisper to the other.
Deep breathing….deep….breathing…
There are now a lot more of insects. Where they came from… Hell!
They're walking on me; they're nibbling my flesh, on and under my clothes.
Deep breathing….
I need to stay still! A hysteric laugh escapes my mouth. If only I could move… Damn!
I can hear doors opening and closing around me. But my head is still confused…
Maybe they're here…maybe they're not.
I don't want other scars…
No, no, no, no… leave my eyes alone! Stupid insects!
What's the best way to kill insects?
I start giggling, I'm not sure about the reason, but I'm sure there's one.
Maybe the Russian will come visit me, I should clean around a little. This is not a room for guests!
I think the thing on my arm is a spider… why my arm is so far away?
One moment! I should have two arms! Where's the other one?
Oh, look! It's raining again!
I can't remember if insects like rain… I should know it! I'm a scientist. Some kind of scientist… Maybe I should ask Horatio. He would be surprised to hear from me; but not happy, probably… Maybe I should just ask someone else…
Danny, I can ask him. He's FBI… he can surely find an answer!
Maybe Danny is searching for me!
No, I shouldn't get my hopes up… the last time they didn't even notice I was gone…
Maybe I should just stay here and sleep.
It will take time for the insects to eat me… but if I sleep I won't feel anything.
Yeah, I think that's a good idea.
I should just lay here and die. It's not like someone will miss me…
Uh, is that a tiger? That's very strange…I shouldn't be able to see it, the light was of.
Wait a moment! I can feel my toes! That's great…. But I don't really need toes now…
Tbc