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Chapter 25
Eventually after some period of time I spent sleeping due to whatever the hell they are pumping through my veins, I wake up to voices around me. The voices sound very distant and fuzzy…probably because of the crap they are putting in me.
Keeping my eyes closed, I listen and pretend to still be unconscious…
"…so what do you want to do with him…?" One voice says.
A familiar voice speaks, the manager of the entire facility who made the deal with Aliss in the first place, "…continue with the tests, get what we need from him first, then we will make money off him…"
The first voice speaks again, "…you still plan to turn this around on the girl after the testing is done…?"
"…yes, he is my property now. She will have no choice but to leave him here…"
I'm his property? Yea fucking right, no one owns me. And they are planning to turn on us? I knew it, she should have listened to me damn it!
Slowly I open my eyes and lock on the man inspecting me, the manager of the whole place and the man who made the deal with us.
"Ah, you are awake now? Great! Now we can proceed with the testing from yesterday, but I'm afraid you will have to go back to sleep first."
One of the men walks behind me, suddenly I feel the fatigue increase drastically as my eyes close. Again, I try my best to remain awake as long as I can, but sleep takes over me.
Aliss's POV
I awaken in an unfamiliar room, it looks similar to a surgery room…slowly I rise to my feet and take in my surroundings more.
In the center of the room is a metal table that looks like it was used recently as blood is dried on it. The table also has restraints all over it as if it was made to hold something extremely powerful and strong down on it…
A few doctors swarm around the room, gathering items and placing them on a stand next to the operating table. What is going on…? Where am I…?
The door bursts open as a man comes into the room, a large figure on a sort of stand is pushed into the room, having wheels put on it apparently that seem as though they are able to retract and make the stand completely immobile.
My eyes widen as large as saucers as I realize the identity of the figure on the stand, laced in possibly hundreds of chains all over it.
"…J-Jason…?" I speak, but no one hears me as they proceed to undo the chains and release his unconscious figure.
Multiple doctors pick him up before he falls, a few remove what seems like an IV from the back of his head and immediately put a different IV into him, straight into one of his major arteries on his neck and begin injecting him with a redish pink liquid from an IV bag. Tranquilizers maybe?
Is this what they are doing to Jason…? Or is this just a nightmare…
I watch as the doctors tighten the restraints on him everywhere
My god…this is terrible…
One of the doctors is told to remove his mask.
The doctor approaches Jason and slowly removes it, the doctor is immediately repulsing against the sight of Jason's face.
My eyes lower onto his face, a part of Jason I have yet to see…until now…
It is obviously deformed, and as I already knew, one of his eyes is lower than the other…his right eye.
Taking in all his other abnormal features on his face, I begin feeling terrible for Jason…
I'm sure he never showed me because he was afraid I would get disgusted or afraid of his appearance…little did he know that now that I have seen his face, it barely bothers me at all…I still love him the exact same…
The other doctors in the room begin to get shocked at the sight of the one thing he mostly ashamed of in his entire life. He is very fragile deep inside when it comes to his appearance…It is the only reason he was picked on as a kid and ruined his life, but his appearance wasn't exactly the cause of his life being ruined. Mean people, bullies, are the reason. I wish I was able to be there for him when he was a child…so I could have shielded and protected him from everything…
I watch as the doctors begin drawing blood from him and store the blood, along with other things in a room beside the operating room.
A doctor begins approaching him with a scalpel, my eyes widen
"Don't you dare fucking hurt him!" I scream out at the doctor, but my words are only landed upon absent ears as the doctor begins to open Jason's tattered and torn jacket, revealing his shirt. The doctor lifts his shirt and is blown away at what he sees.
Scars, everywhere. Like I felt the night we had intercourse, but now I can actually see them…the sight causes tears to burst into my eyes and run down my face in streams, I approach the table and gently place a hand on his scarred chest as I lay my head down on his chest, allowing myself to sob at the scarred destruction of his skin.
"Just a few skin samples will be enough, doctor." The sudden voice makes me shoot up as it was said right behind me. The doctor holding the scalpel begins to cut into Jason's chest shallowly and cuts out pieces of his skin, causing my rage to spiral out of control at what I'm witnessing, Jason's face forming into a slight reaction of pain.
"YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T HURT HIM!" I scream out at the doctors, only to be heard by no one.
My tears and sobbing increase as I watch Jason's face as he is cut into like an animal.
I did this…this is all my fault…
I sob as I gently place a hand on Jason's cheek, "…I'm so sorry…I will get you out of here…as soon as possible…"
Gently I lay my head on his chest near his collar bone as I continue sobbing, hoping to leave this horrible scene or dream, whatever I am witnessing so I can force the doctors to let me see Jason.
Slowly I open my eyes, to see my entire surroundings have completely changed. I am standing in the center of a dark woods, the moonlight shining through the thousands of trees surrounding me, my feet in the damp grass and weeds at my feet.
"J-Jason…?!" My eyes search frantically for any sight of him, but the voice of an older woman fills my ears.
"He is not here, honey. It is very nice to finally meet you."
Taking in the voice that isn't recognizable what so ever to me, I turn around and find a woman standing a few feet away from me.
The woman is wearing a whitish grey sweater, she has short, brown and fluffy hair and jeans.
Taking a step back, I ask "…who are you…?"
"My name is Pamela, Pamela Voorhees, Jason's mother." She says with a smile.
"…Jason's…mother…" My eyes stare in shock as I think aloud as she laughs, amused with my reaction.
"But…how is this possible…?"
"Simply by accessing your subconscious, I was able to enter and slightly control your dream with my abilities that Jason requested me to use on you." She explains, "He wanted me to show you what is happening to him, and for me to warn you."
"…Jason wanted this…? Warn me about what…?"
Her face turns to a serious and slightly fearful expression, "Those horrible people are using you, Aliss…they will give you the money, but when you want to have Jason released, they will claim ownership of him and make you unable to leave with him."
My gaze rests on the ground in front of me, I should have listened to Jason…
"Don't blame yourself, sweetie. You were only trying to provide for yourself and my son."
"…I know…but I know this is my fault…if you can pull me into here…can you do the same with Jason…? Since he is asleep…?"
"Possibly, but a lot of energy is being drained from me already…but I will use it, because seeing both of you together will be worth it to me." She tells me with a smile.
"Thank you…"
She nods as a figure slowly appears beside me, a large figure…
Jason slowly materializes as he takes in his surroundings, until his eyes lock on mine.
Instantly I am grabbed and pulled against his chest in a hug, but his grip is very tight on me.
"…Jason…" My eyes fill with tears again as I wrap my arms around his neck, I begin to sob into his chest and jacket. His hand rests in my hair as he slowly strokes it, holding me tighter. I am positive I would be feeling pain right now…but I guess since it's a dream, I don't feel a thing.
He collapses on the ground as he sat down, holding me on his lap as he continues to embrace me, his mask nestled into my shoulder between my head and neck.
My body trembles in his hold as I release my emotions into his jacket, It feels like forever since I seen him last…
"Didn't I tell you that you would find love someday, my son?" Pamela's voice sounds from behind me as I feel arms wrap around both of us as she joins in the hug.
Jason's grip on me loosens as his arms leave me and wrap around his mother, who hugs him back.
"Thank you, mother…"
I watch as the two hug, it seems as though they see each other a lot, Pamela probably does this with Jason each night.
They conclude their hugs as Pamela stands back up, as do we. But instead of me standing up, Jason scoops me up in his arms and holds me against his chest.
"…my energy is draining…" Pamela explains.
"Now, let's figure out how the two of you will escape that damned facility."