Alex Is In The Hospital

by Amberlia

He woke up in a cell with a small lump underneath the skin of his forearm. Thrown back into the word of espionage once again, the stakes have been raised. MI6 has lost contact with him. In a secluded hospital seemingly in the middle of nowhere, Alex is on his own. A two-month rest period gone wrong, he is forced to play this dangerous cat and mouse game all by himself. ON HIATUS.

11. Duct Tape and Cotton Wads

When he woke up, he realized three things.

One, he was pretty much naked. Except for his boxers, there was not a scrap of clothing on him.

Second, he was tied down to a bed. He moved his head a bit and saw that his arms and legs were secured with stretchy leather straps. He flexed his arm; the straps expanded slightly, but other then that, it stayed on.

And lastly, he realized that there was a tray of tools next to the bed. A knife, a scapel, 3 injections, some gauze bandages, and he realized with sickening, a roll of duct tape and cotton wads. Duct tape + being tied down + being nearly naked = the inevitable, surgery. And not with your consent.

Someone entered the room. Alex felt something rise in his throat, hot and angry. He swallowed it down; it left a bitter taste in his mouth, and his brain unhelpfully supplied that it was bile.

The person stepped closer to him, and Alex got a look at them. It was the same person who had drugged him (now that he thought about, he did remember a sharp pinch before nothingness).

" Alex Rider," the person's eye's glinted with amusement. They picked up the knife in one hand and at the same time, the duct tape and cotton wad in their other.

Alex managed to yell one foul word at them, before they stuffed the cotton wad into his mouth. Then, they ripped off a large amount of duct tape and taped it over his mouth.

He was painfully aware of the knife flashing once before the person picked it up...