Yuu Yuu Hakusho ©Yoshihiro Togashi
Nissa Gracelyn and other Characters not related to YYH ©Me
Storyline ©Me
Experimental Obsessions
Chapter 7
It was dark; unnaturally dark the sounds of dripping water could be heard echoing through the dark hallway. There was hard breathing heard, crying and cries of horrid pain. There was a light up ahead in the direction I was going, but I wasn't moving. Something was pushing me. I struggled with all my might as I felt strapped down to something hard and cold; my back was straight on it, if felt like a metal slab for a dead body in the morgue. The closer I got to the light the louder the screaming and crying got, I felt my heart racing as I tried harder to get out of the straps but my frail body couldn't seem to break free of them. I was too weak, I felt like I hadn't eaten in weeks and like I hadn't slept even longer then that.
For some reason this light terrified me I just wanted to escape back into the darkness I was coming from. I looked up to see a pair of glasses on a very tall man; hovering over me like a maniac waiting for the big kill, his sharp toothy grin frightened me. Now I was sure of it, I was going to die and it wasn't going to be pleasant in the least. I could now see the walls of the hallway, they looked as if they had been there for years, gray stones as if I were in a dungeon like setting. My heart raced so much I swore it was going to jump out of my chest and run away from me. I didn't stop struggling to get out as I was getting more and more terrified as the light approached closer and closer. My struggling seemed to amuse the tall man pushing me into the light, as he began to chuckle in a dark evil manor. I couldn't bring myself to say anything as we went into the blinding light that caused me to close my eyes tightly.
After a few moments I opened my eyes just to become more terrified then before, it was a large room with blood on the floor and walls. There were many tubes that had glowing liquid in them but that didn't scare me as much as seeing dead people or body parts inside them hooked to many wires and other things. As I took all this in I noticed a table with an arrangement of torture devices and what not. I began to shake violently and pulling at my straps more; my wrists and ankles were strapped down by leather and metal shackles and the more I fought to get them off the more I'd bruise myself. The tall man that was pushing me pushed me towards another shorter man with a medical mask on and a scalpel in one hand. He seemed old but was frightened me more then the scalpel in his hand was the fact that he looked crazy in the eyes and all in all excited to do what he was going to do.
The tall man chuckled again as he stopped in front of the man with the scalpel and put the wheel locks on so the metal slab bed that I was on wouldn't move anywhere. "Alright Johnson." The man with the scalpel said to the tall sharp-toothed man, "Let's cut her open." He said in a very calm tone as if it was nothing big. Hearing this I could help but gasp and pull at my straps hard, enough to make my frail body bleed. Seeing my bright red blood for the last time running from my wrists as the man with the scalpel came at me with his scalpel, he began to cut me open as if I were a dead body. I let out a blood curdling scream that could wake the dead as my vision slowly started to fade away from the extreme pain I was in, tears rolling down my cheeks as the men began doing things to my organs and what not, I couldn't tell as my vision went black.