Chris wasnt there, i got up and ran to the hall way, the door was bust open and about 5 guys stood in the door frame, one pointed a gun to my chest, i heard the sound of thunder but i felt no pain, instead Chris was holding me but began to fall slowly "Chri...Chris, no no no no no Chris, no dont leave me please.." he fell to the ground, tears streaming down my face as i knelt there in horror, i heard nothing going on around me except the faint scream from Sarah, i looked up as she was crying to being held down by two guys and the other two had me by each arm, i knew we were going back the tears still ran but i thought of nothing, i showed no emotion, i was nothing in that moment but a blank mannequin, a needle stabbed into my neck, a white noise surrounding me and then everything faded to darkness.
I woke up everything blurry, i felt dazed and i was back i knew i was, i could smell it, remember everything, and it all came back to me like it had happened seconds ago yet i know its been at least a week. He was gone, Sarah was god knows where and i hope she isnt hurt, shes all i have left, i know we dont seem that close but we got through this together, we escaped, she was my only friend now....now that i dont have Chris anymore. I heard screams, i immediatly lifted my head and saw Sarah being dragged into the same room as me. Then he walked in, the asshole who started this Adam Smith "please, call me Dr.Smith" "im not sure you count as a real doctor" "sarcastic bitch" he muttered. "what should we do with this one?" one of the guys holding Sarah asked "put her in next door, she wont be harmed too much, no this one here is getting it, she is going to pay" he replied to the man, he turned to me and said "its a shame, you were the best experiment weve had so far, i wish i didnt have to do this, youre a fun toy guess ill have to break you and throw you away" and with that he slapped me back handed, Sarah was taken into the next room, i heard her cry and scream but only for a while, Smith continued with me, i got punched, kicked even untied so he said he could give me a "fighting chance" but that was after id had the shit kicked outta me, then he began to laugh, he had a laugh that could churn your stomach and send fear right through you but i stared at him my eyes piercing through his skull imagining oh so many ways to kill him. He brought out a few of his "tools" as he liked to call them but it was mainly kicks and punches well at least thats how it started. ive gone a month of this, as has Sarah but i dont think they use the "tools" on her, i now have three broken fingers, i can bearly see from the black and swollen face and i have no idea how im still alive, i black out here and there and they must do something to keep us alive, they want us alive, they want us to feel pain but i will get my own back, for what theyve done to Chris, for what theyre doing to Sarah and for what they've done to me. I.WILL.KILL.HIM.
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Nova
Short Storyits the same every week, taken into the operation room, experimented on, back to bed and sleep for a day, but I'm going to escape i don't know how but i will, even if it does in fact kill me.
