The testing facility agreed with the idea of testing on Alice. She volunteered right? This was day one of suffering, she stayed at the facility to be monitored while they tested the medicine.
The particular one being tested at this time was supposed to make her muscles develop quicker. She was to exercise moderately, maintain a regular diet, and report any changes she felt. The only thing she noticed at first is that she hardly ever got tired, she could run at a constant rate for five hours without wavering. She never felt like sleeping, and always wanted to be doing something.
A few days went by like this, then she felt her body tense up as she was running. She fell over and her body started to shake violently, she cried out in pain and the doctors ran in.
She woke up in a bed in a strange white room. Her head was pounding and her arms were burning, she looked down at her arms immediately shocked. Her arms were covered in scratched and blood, it looked like she had been attacked by an animal.
The door opened and someone stepped in, "Good, you're awake. I have a few questions, but first do you need anything?"
"P- Pain Meds?" Alice looks up shakily.
The nurse shakes her head, "I'm sorry miss, but you're already on the highest dose permittable."
Alice sighs looking down, "Okay, th-then."
"I'm sorry, Alice. Now I need you to tell me what you remember happening."
"I- was running. Then my body went stiff, I was scared. I couldn't see straight, I fell and- and I started shaking. I hit my head.. and I don't remember what happened after." Alice was crying.
"So you don't remember scratching your skin off?" The nurse asks, concerned.
"I- I did this?" Alice looked hysterical, "Th-ere's no way I di- did this!"
"Calm down Alice. That is what the footage showed."
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This was Alice's new life; tests, side effects, hospitals, she had signed herself up for torture. Alice Kiera, her life of pain was just starting.
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One of the worst things was the fact that she volunteered. Some of the scientists had tried taking advantage of her. She fought back, they were fired. They continued trying, it was a cycle. She fought back every time. She hated them, she hated herself, she hated this place, she hates this world.
Years passed by of tests, she gained more and more scars. They were all self- inflicted scars, she couldn't stop. It was an impulse, an urge, pushing her to do this to herself, and she couldn't deny that it felt good. The sting of the initial pierce, the dripping of the blood, the burning as she dug her nails in further. Sometimes she'd even taste the blood, it was slightly different everyday. Sometimes it was very metallic, somedays it was overbearingly sweet, it was salty other times.
"Alice!" Her father ran into the room, "You have to stop doing this!" James grabs her bringing her to the familiar hospital room. Today has felt off though. She tries to collect her thoughts but her head is fuzzy, Static is all she hears.
