Insanity

Chapter 4 ~ Force

I awoke, once again chained up in the dark room, surrounding me where two other dying boys. They'd been through the same. Opposite me was the dead body of the young boy that had been previously shot. Rotting flesh was strewn across the floor of the cell, the smell was horrific.

Two large built men wearing all black suits and ties entered the room with a loud rukus. They switched on a crude light in the ceiling. My darkness atuned eyes where painfully blinded as the room was dimly illuminated. Two other scientists entered the room. With their barabric hands they grabbed the face of the boy next to me. Despite his agonizing screams and writhing movements they rammed hundreds of mysterious black pills down his bruised throat. He swallowed painfully as the doctors released him.

Slowly they came over to me, pulling a generic orange pill bottle out of a pocket. The only thing about this pill bottle that wasn't generic was its contents, large tar black pills, with a pop they removed the lid.

An icy cold hand grabbed my cheeks. They pressed against the bruises and sores that covered my face, with brute force they opened my mouth. I struggled and begged for them to stop, I just wanted to be killed already. One of the doctors flinched and looked remorseful as he pushed the entire bottle of drugs down my throat. I tried to swallow but my mouth was too swollen and broken, they pulled out a bottle of stagnant water and poured it down my throat. The deed was done, drugged up once again.

The young boys around me where knocked clean out by the quantity of the pills. One of them had gone a pale blue colour, but thankfully it seemed his frail lungs where still breathing. My stomach churned and twitched from being empty and having to digest the wretched pills. After my ill body had finished consuming the torture I fell asleep, I was exhausted.