SEDATEPHOBIA | Dream

VII

"Not yet corpses.

Still, we rot."

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The room was as silent as a graveyard. It made Eleanor's skin crawl and neck hair stand as she moved through the people who lay on the floor, yet again in a deep slumber.

It was time to visit Alfred again.

It felt all too familliar and Eleanor's aching body was chained to a table yet again.

She watched as Alfred set up a camera to record his progress before he turned around again while proceeding to describe his actions.

"Today, we're going to shock the body before injecting an around 75% weakened version of the virus Z."

Her eyes sharpened at the words as she watched him as he attached some kind of wires to different parts of her body.

"Eleanor, be a darling and try to stay quiet."

"Wh-"

And he pressed the button, sending waves of electric shocks through her body.
She couldn't stop her mouth from opening to scream as her body tensed, her muscles feeling like they were being ripped apart.

Tears streamed down her face as she cried in pain the moment he pressed the button again to finally stop the torture.

"Wh-Why?"

Her voice was desperate as she wheezed and coughed.

"I'm going to inject something that resembles the pain-level of electric shocks of this intensity, that's why I had to test if your body could handle it before wasting anything of the injection."

Eleanor bit her lip before she tried to keep silent, preparing for what was about to happen next.

Surprisingly, the injection didn't hurt at all. Three minutes had passed and Eleanor stared at Alfred in confusion.

"I think your body has been anesthetized by the shock from before. The actual effect should start any moment."

After giving it a second thought, she did kind of notice that she couldn't feel any pain anymore after all.

Slowly, her vision started to blurry before she could feel her stomach start to rumble. Sweat was running down her body as if she was on fire as Eleanor felt her now sharp nail pinch into the side of her thigh.

The strong desire of blood clouded her senses.

Alfred watched in awe as Elanors teeth and nails sharpened to animalistic like features and how her veins turned black, creating a start contrast to her pale skin. Groans similar to the zombie's left her mouth as she thrashed around wanting to rip out his heart to devour it in a bite.

He watched in awe, but also disappointment.

Like every other test subject, she was turning into a zombie or rather a stray as he liked to call them.

"What a pity."

He turned around to grab a syringe with the intention of killing her.

Her body was changing, until it wasn't anymore.

The syringe dropped from his limp hand after he had turned around, causing it to scatter into a hundred pieces.

He was shocked with his heart beating in his ears and knee's trembling as he watched Eleanor's limp body as she lay unconscious and completely human again.

Unlike everybody else, her body had regenerated.

"That's not possible."

He wasted no time to grab a clean syringe that he carefully slid into her arms, taking a few blood samples before she woke up again.

What if...?

He shook his head before he continued by unlocking the chains.

Absolutely impossible.

He sat down on a chair to watch her body in case she changed back again.

Two hours had passed and nothing had changed until a little noise left Eleanor's mouth, putting him into high alert as she watched her sit up with her hair covering her face.

"What happened?"

Eleanor turned back to Alfred as she rubbed her bruised wrists.

"Nothing. You can go now."

His eyes were sharp as he watched her stand up before she used the nearest wall as a support to leave the room.

His head fell back and he let out a tired sigh the moment she was gone.

Meanwhile Eleanor was left confused as she limped back to the rooms.

Something felt different.

The way she perceived her surroundings with such an intensity.
Her senses were sharpenden to an extend where it caused her headaches.

Shaking her head, she tried to clear her mind as she strolled to the cafeteria, wanting to silence her grumbling stomach.

Imagine the surprise when she saw Clay right at the entrance as he paced back in forth, looking like he was in distress.

"C-Clay?"

The name was still unfamilliar and felt awkward when coming from her lips.

He quickly looked up before a sigh of relief left his body.

"Where have you been?"

He quickly rushed up to her weak form before he engulfed her in a big hug. Eleanor could feel her face heat up as she was pushed into his chest gently.

Moving away, Clay examined her appearance before his brows furrowed when catching a particular detail.

"What is that?"

Pushing down her collar lightly, he could feel his blood boil at the sight of a big and red bruise on her skin.

"Eleanor."

His voice turned stiff and cold.

Eleanor could feel her own heart accelerate before she quickly tried to hide her bruise.

"That's nothing."

Tension arose between the two as she could feel his eyes pierce through her soul beneath that white and emotionless mask.

Watching her firm and blank face, the boy couldn't help but suck in a harsh breath of disbelief before he shook his head, realizing that she wouldn't budge today.

"Let's just eat something."

He wasn't stupid.

Clay was well aware of how Eleanor suddenly and secretly dissappeared from time to time. He didn't give much thought to it at first, that was until her realized that she always looked like she was in pain of drained whenever she returned.

He decided to search for her the next time it happened, only to find no trace of her anywhere.

Where did she go?

It was a question he wanted an answer to.

If only he knew how important and life-changing that answer would be for him, then maybe he would have pressured her into revealing it sooner in order to prevent the big tragedy that tore them apart.

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Tbc

Word count: 997 words

See you next time my lovely PoTAEtoes ;)♥️

29.03.2022