Day: 4

Eddie slowly became conscious in his void of darkness. It took him a moment to register where he was and what had happened. As be recalled his memory someone touched his arm. His eyes shot open, filled with fury that someone touched him without permission.

He looked over and saw a doctor with a needle going for his arm. He growled with a glare, catching the doctors arm in a painful grip. He punched him to stop his struggling. He got off the metallic table, grabbing a near by scalpel of a tool table. He slit the doctors throat before dropping them to the floor.

"fucking doctors." he growled under his breath. He took a quick glance at him self. Frowning when he saw he wasn't wearing his regular clothes. Just some filthy patient pants and no shirt.

"how dare they. Fucking perverts touched me while I was out." he thought. He was bent on killing any doctor he saw. He glanced around the room, stopping at a reflection of him in a mirror.

"two sided?" he thought. He knew well of two sided mirrors. Murkoff had them when they interrogated him and police had them when he was caught. It also stood out to him by the mere fact of why a mirror would be in a medical room. Only one way to find out if it was or not.

He bashed his fist against it, making only a loud thud and a smear. He glared at his guess being correct. A mirror would have broke, two ways were tough. They were watching him, those disgusting doctors. He knew they were, standing behind that glass assuming it would stop him.

Hed prove them wrong, make them experience the fear as he broke through. He mite as well give them a warning first. He picked up a nearby doctors stool and smashed it into the glass. It made a small crack and a dent. He growled at the small crack he made, he wanted a bigger one.

"let me out you fucking swines!" Eddie roared at the glass. He paused and heard no response or movement.

"fine, all break through, even if it takes all day!" he thought, continuing his assault on the glass. The cracks were slowly growing across the surface.

"i know you're watching me you revolting perverts!" Eddie roared again. The doctors watching would be decorations around the room they cowered in. behind the glass they would just stare and gawk at him like a goat at a petting zoo. It agitated him greatly, they were all diseased parasites that needed to burn.

He bashed the glass till a long crack had formed. Stopping only because he heard the door unlocking. He turned to face it, expecting doctors.

"come to beg for forgiveness?! They should have stayed cowering." Eddie thought. He glared as officers came in.

"those rotten pigs! called in for some help. They wont be able to save there revolting hides if I get through the door!" he thought. He threw the stool at one officer, nearly knocking them over. He attacked the same one, ready to slice there stomach open.

He felt a sharp excruciating pain in his side. His body locked up and he fell over. They jumped on him, holding him to the floor on his stomach. He struggled and fought them, looking for the scalpel he had lost after falling.

"GET OFF OF ME YOU DISGUSTING WRETCHES!" he yelled, thrashing underneath them. He would only stop a moment of thrashing after they tazed him. His back tensed when he felt himself shot again with darts. Everything went blurry to black in a split second.

Eddie woke up in a padded cell. He started with a groan that turned into a growling yell of frustration. He got up, holding his head from the massive headache he had obtained. What did they do to him now? Invaded him with more inappropriate tests. The thought of them made his skin crawl.

"those perverts. Enjoying them self's as they watch and mock me." he thought. He used to be cooperative with doctors. Used to tolerate all the tests, questions, and there invasion. Only in a vain attempt to get his way. All it got him was a pair of normal clothes. He hoped it would keep them from using him in the machine. If he kept calm and passive, they wouldn't see much wrong with him. Therefore not be passable in the experiments.

His plan failed, they still used him, he saw it coming with all the questions on his father. He couldn't hide the corruption from that, no matter how he faked. He was forced into that pod, invaded with tubes and needles. His face scared with a itching burning pain. It only itched now, pain only showing when he touched it.

that cooperation was going to end. He was going to fight and kill any doctors possible, fight in anyway he could to just make there jobs harder. The doctors numbers would dwindle at every chance he got. Murkoff would fear him when experiments came.

His thoughts were interrupted by a bowl of slob sliding in. the slot at the bottom of the door closing and locking shut. He stared down at the bowl in disgust. He despised that swill of waste they fed him in a bowl. It was still a wonder to him on how he could still taste after eating it for years.

He would have shoved it back at them if he could. Now he was stuck with it in his small cell. The smell invading the place, a mix of old slimy fish and rotten milk. It almost tasted the same, salty, bitter, dry, and as thick and grainy like apple sauce. At least the smell of it dulled his sense of smell. Maybe that was why he so easily tolerated the smell of rot, blood, and pus. Even then, the dulled smell of the mixture was still revolting.

He kicked it back to the small door slot. If they wanted him to eat, they would have to force him. Hed make sure to take down a few doctors before they dragged him out. He looked around his small cell only having a toilet and a bed mat. Not even a bed frame he could use for a weapon. He huffed at the room, wishing he was back in his other area. Where he could free roam with his darlings.

That reminded him, Murkoff had probably destroyed them all. Burned them or left them rotting in a ditch. He shut his eyes in disappointment that he couldn't stop them. He took in a heated breath of anger. Reminding him that the whore had escaped him. He still needed to find her, where ever she was.

"She couldn't be far, she has to be around here. I just need to get out. … for just a moment … its all I will need." he thought, looking out the small door window. He saw only 3 security officers, one gun.

"perfect." he thought, beginning to bash the door window. Security would come eventually to unlock the door.

He saw them run over, heard them unlock the door, preparing himself. The door opened and he rammed into one, toppling the rest over like domino's. He huffed at them as he ran down the cell halls. Quickly checking cell windows as he ran by. He got to the 10th window before a dart was shot into his leg.

"dammit!" he growled. he yanked the dart out to throw it aside. He had to ignore the windows as security was getting close. They shot a few more darts hitting him a second time and missing with the others. One officer tackled him, but not knocking him to the floor. Eddie smashed him into the concrete wall next to him. The guard let go of him as the wind was knocked out of him.

Eddie smashed his fist into the mans face, knocking him cold. Eddie ran again, looking through windows before he was tackled again. He was smashed into the wall this time and punched in the face. Eddie accidentally bit his lip, having blood drip down his chin and fill his mouth. He growled and beat the officer off, smashing the officers knee backwards first.

He beat the officer till they couldn't stand from pain. Both legs broken, a few ribs too, and there face smashed as well. He spit some of his blood onto the screaming officer. Tensing when a dart hit his side. He looked at the last officer, growling at them.

"you fucking swine. Ill slice your belly open like one and hang you by you're skin." Eddie growled as he stepped towards the officer. His words slurring from the drugs. He got halfway before falling to the ground in a black out.