She's the Devil in Disguise

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^^Zena

Zena's POV

I crashed into a wall and flopped down. I groaned as I pushed myself up. I looked around to see a dimly lit corridor. The walls had a bluish gray tint to them and the space was slightly dank. I looked around for Hana, but couldn't find her anywhere. Where'd she go?

I then turned and saw doctors staring at me from across the hall. My breath hitched as I realized where I was. I was back at those testing facilities that tortured me for 10 years. I wasted no time in racing around the corner. I pushed open the double doors to sprint down different passages. I skidded to a stop as I realized I had just been running in circles.

Doctors appeared around the corner and grabbed me. I thrashed around, but they injected a paralytic in my neck. I screamed as they dragged me to the operating table. The medical staff strapped me down as Dr. Abramovich came into view. He beamed down at me while I shook in fear.

"It's been so long." He taunted.

"Why am I here?" I whimpered. "I thought this was a place designed for personal guilt."

"You do feel guilty-"

"No! I was the victim! I know that now!" I shouted.

"What about all those innocents you killed?" My breath hitched at his question. "All those innocent souls. Pregnant women, children, disabled individuals, elderly, infants..." I yelled as I tried to drown him out, but it was no use.

Dr. Abramovich ordered the staff to begin drilling into my skull. I screamed and cried out for my parents as the drill penetrated my head. I thrashed and foamed at the mouth, but the staff began sawing off my limbs. I begged for a release, but they kept torturing me. They'd heal me, only to continue the torture.

After they had their fill, I was hauled off to a room. I was thrust into the pitch black room and left to my lonely thoughts. I huddled in the corner and wrapped my arms around my legs. I shook in fear as I wondered how'd I'd ever escape here. I began rocking back and forth as the fear overtook me. I was back at that place. I was back at that Hell and I'd never leave. It'll all just repeat and-

A thought occurred to me as I stopped rocking. This place is designed to be your worst nightmare and the ordeals will repeat without end. I thought about how to speed up the interactions and decided to crack my neck.

X

I crashed into a wall and flopped down. I smirked when I stood as I recognized I was back at that hell shitshow. Instead of walking down the original path, I took a different turn. Hospital staff were waiting at the end of the hall. I decided to test my luck and raced them. I fought them off and proceeded down the hall. I directed myself to the exit, but found the door tightly sealed shut.

I turned and saw more medical staff racing towards me. I abandoned that exit and searched for a different one. I tried again, but failed. The staff reached me and I used magic to fling them away. As I turned, the staff doubled in size and there was no escape. I screamed as they apprehended me and dragged me to the surgery room.

I was strapped down and Dr. Abramovich came into view. He snapped his gloves in place before laughing at me. I then realized something... with my guilt, I've been running from my greatest fear: Dr. Abramovich. In order to beat it, I have to face it. My hands were strapped down, but my magic still worked. I'm not afraid of him anymore!

I used magic to fling everyone from me. My magic then broke the straps and I stood up. Dr. Abramovich approached me, so I clawed and scratched and beat him down. I got on top of him and choked him until his heart gave out. I stood back with my chest rapidly rising and falling.