Chapter 1
An excreting pain throbbed in the back of my head. My heartbeat pounded at an irregular beat and my breaths were short and slow, a sharp pain jolting down my right side each time I inhaled. Every muscle throughout my body aced.
I opened my eyes – just to be blinded by a bright white light above me. With a low groan, I squeezed my eyes shut and whipped my head to the side as if I'd been slapped. As the pain in my eyes faded, I Slowly reopened my eyes and tried sitting up – with no success.
Crap.
I was strapped to a cold, hard metal hospital bed. The thick Velcro straps that bound my upper body, wrists and ankles dug roughly into my bare skin. I was alone, the metal bed I lay on in the center of a small white room. With a glance to my left, I noticed a wide metal door. With effort, I slowly turned my head to my right, fighting the building nausea that threatened to upraise in me. There was a long metal table which held various shiny silver objects that gleamed under the florescent lights. I raised my head with caution, my eyes narrowing in on the items laid out neatly across the table.
Holy –
Desperately, I began to fight wildly against the thick straps that bond me to the metal bed , lifting and twisting my body in all different directions. My heartbeat increased and my breathing became rigid as I struggled against my restraints. Suddenly, the large metal door slow sung open to reveal a middle age man wearing a lab coat.
I froze. The beat of my heart thundered in my ears as he slowly made his way to the long metal table beside me.
His fingers lightly ran over the metal tools laying on the table, until he stopped to casually pick up a silver scalpel. He twirled the scalpel slowly in between his pale fingers as he turned around and began to approach my table. The Velcro straps seemed to tighten as I began to squirm. The man in the white lab coat lifted his free hand to place it on my shoulders, pushing me back down onto the metal table. He used two fingers to forcefully open my eyelids and, with his other hand, he carefully hovered the scalpel above my right eye. The scalpel found its mark and swiftly plunged into my eyes, as if slicing into a boiled egg.
An unbearable pain soared through me and I opened my mouth to scream – nothing came out. The absence of noise did nothing as I soundlessly screamed while my body violently twisted and jerked on the metal table. A stream of blood traveled down the side of my face as my sight slowly began to fade away and a darkness consumed me.