Shock Me, I Dare You.

Chapter 13 - Lucky 13

The first thing that came to mind was the cold.
How cold it was. Freezing...
It wasn't even a thought, but merely a feeling

When Y/N started coming back to reality, the only feeling Y/N could sense was the cold.

You slowly opened your eyes as you laid on a rough metallic surface, you barely pushed yourself up from the cold material , your head throbbing, your eyesight foggy, and the sensation that took over you was indescribable.

Then came the pain, the throbbing sting on Y/N left cheek was like hot fire unlike the right cheek which was freezing, spread on the metallic table when you woke up.

You felt off but completely sober, like you were hell drunk but completely awake, like you are not yourself, tingling sensations waved through your body just by the air touching it. You tried getting up on your feet only to stumble and hold the edge of the metal bed, trying to stable your stance.

You tried to lift your head up but the light was like a beaming sun on your poor eyes that couldn't take it, you lowered your head immediately worried those florescent might make you blind.

More interestingly you couldn't, for the love of god, remember how you got to this particular place, why your face was stinging painfully or why on earth you couldn't see!

Like a lost lamb the feeling of fear started crawling down Y/N spine as trying to remember who did this to you, or why were you in here.

Flashes of pictures got mixed in Y/N head, a lot of sparks and light filled your aching head trying to gather some sort of clues only to cause nothing but a greater headache.

Moaning in pain Y/N rubbed their forehead to calm the exploding waves, eyes closed all this time, still foggy and useless.

"Y/N..." a voice purred.

You jumped to the call of your name, holding the metal table you tried opening your eyes to look around. Everything was smudged colors and shapes when Y/N looked around but then you saw it.

there was a silhouette of a dark tall figure, he was leaning against a table, crossing his hands, he was looking at you all this time.

You looked at him with a confused dazed face, you barely could lift your head up, and dammit, the lights hurt your eyes and made you blind every time you tried looking around.
"What....... Who's..... What's going on...?" You questioned.

You felt lost. Whatever that is happening to you left you unattached and disconnected.

Herman stood there, wearing his buttoned shirt and vest, elegant pants and shoes, he was entertained by you as he was leaning at his table. He used to see you so fighsty, edgy, sharp, always had to talk back and fight back. And look at you now.. Acted like a lost child, dazed and confused. He chuckled, he felt like he could watch you like this for days, just look at you now..

He laughed at the thought, that from all the shock treatments he gave you the one that will work on you would be... Psychology, his original degree. The irony.

Herman watched Y/N in the most vulnerable form.

He saw the hand clenching the metal table for support. The small jumps of the air on the skin and the worried scatter of their head, looking if someone might ambush them while blind.

"Are you hurt?..." the silhouette asked, the question nice but venomous.

You would see through that any day, but now, with drugged induced mind, you complied... You nodded and rubbed your eye to him like a 10 year old would.
"Where are you hurt?" he asked calm and dangerously low, his mouth curled to a smile as he continue to eye your reactions.
He wanted you to show him. To come to him.

You looked at him dazed for a few. "Umm.." you tried to gather your thoughts, it was all blurry and you didn't know why but you felt like you wanted to run out of there, your senses telling you to sprint out of danger but your mind's so clouded and body so weak, you just stayed put.

You looked aside, closing your eyes hard, the light still trying to blind you, you looked back at him, or more to his blurry figure, still holding the edge of the metal table.

"I...." You dwelled for a second, something inside you felt like you shouldn't answer him, yet your mouth just mumbled on it's own. "I am hurt... But I don't know..."you said scattered, looking aside.

Herman looked at you for a few. Excitement filled his chest as he laughed. Ah, just look at you, so broken, so weak. His shoulders twitched momentarily just looking at your fragile form.

He knew this drug would be a good try on Y/N, which has always resisted anytime they were brought to a treatment or experiments. Like the last one which usually worked.

But not this time. Not with this drug. It will make Y/N comply but still sober enough to know what's going on.

No electricity now, only mind games.

"Come here, show me.." The Doctor said, raising his arm up in gesture. He wanted you to come to him. Wolf in sheep dressing.

He knew it would devastate you. He smirked as he imagine how your face would look like when you'll see yourself coming up to him willingly...

Suddenly an alarm went on, making you both look at the door area where it came from outside. For Y/N the alarm sounded blurry and far away.

Carter just shrugged it away as another prisoners riot, there were plenty of it here,

Carter looked back at Y/N, still blinded by light and dazed, trying to hold themselves on their legs.

He smirked low and viciously, "Now... Let's attend to this wounded bird..."