Torture and More Torture

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As a kid I was told "everyman was made equal", and no matter what I should always "look on the brighter side". Well, be easier said then done if I had a life.

Like every morning it starts with a loud buzzer almost as if vibration itself could scream. Making it nearly impossible to go back into a slumber, and enter a world of fantasy, Trying to escape from the reality I have no interest to be in. As the buzzer yet seems to never end. I accept defeat and surrender to reality. Concrete walls, a bed without mattress nor blankets, And a toilet probably the best thing I have in this Shithole. As I look at the door that leads to torture and more experiments, Im greeted to two brute men wearing the casual black security uniform pinning me to the wall.
"Hold still you freak" One man said.

"Wonder why the doc wants five of them today" The other man questions.

"Probably a test or another experiment". The other answer

As im sniffing the wall waiting to be restraint one of the men start patting me down. "AYE if you want to fuck me all you have to do is ask" I say as im still pinned to the wall.

A sharp pain emerges from my waist as the the guards begins to put Five hundreds volts or more... Cant tell never got to see where they set the tazer at. Yet still enough for me to gasp for air.

"Shut it, FREAK". One of the men demands.

As the pain starts to settle. I get thrown into a restraint chair. As they strap me in one strap to another. I hear buzzer.
The two men seem to change the pace to finish the process. And begin to rush me down a hall. As each door is fling open do to being ram into them. Im greeted to four other restraint victims, they all look familiar, As its not the first time we had a get together for pain and torture. We all looked completely different. Nothing to special but you can easily tell whos, who as three of them are woman and one of them is male. Theres three different hair colors in this lovely group, well three and a half if you count 0-150. I was the only ginger, Three of them had black hair, but one had a big strand of green on one side. And the furthest had blonde hair. As the Five of us are in a decent room there were still many guards.

"Did 0-177 become a problem this morning" And monotone voice is heard from each corner of the room.

"No sir was just mouthy once again" The man that tazed me before answer.

"So doc whats on the menu today torture, brutal experiments or more false hope we can have-" I was about to finish before getting tazed again.

"I said shut it freak"
I could see a couple of the restraint fellow struggle to keep in there laughter.

"0-177 please understand that it is best for you to remain quite and to corporate" monotone voice echoed.

As the mood is already set with the damp stone walls with hanging wired lights rocked back and forth causing the room to seem as a raid was going on. A different yet same monotone voice is heard,
"Please begin by testing healing factors"
One of the many guards picked up a scalpel off a very criminal kidney stealing looking table. As the other guards start to unstrap one of our arm, we all started to struggle knowing on whats coming next is brutal as the guard's are struggling keeping our arms still, there seem to be more guards holding me down then the others.

"0-177 please corporate as we will use aggressive alternatives". The monotone voice explained.
"BIT TO LATE ON THAT" I scream still trying to pull my arm back to safety.
As the guard with the scalpel comes close he starts to go around cutting long vertical slash on the patients arm following is loud wails of pain.

As the guard gets close to me holding the scalpel in a grip that cant be broken, i start to struggle causing the chair to roll around as guards are still tring to restraint my arm as i begin to get more anxiety and anger i throw my arm at one direction hitting a guard. Causing him to fly and hit the wall, The minute he hit the wall and collapse unconscious i get tazed from both sides shocking me and giving the guards enough time to leave a red ling slash along my arm.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 31, 2021 ⏰

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