A slow flutter of the eyelids.
And Billy drew in a strained breath.
Coughing several times he felt an oozing warm liquid dribble down his chin.
Raising his head slightly he tried to adjust to the blurs around him.
There was so many mixed voices, a strong whirring sound, and a consistent beeping.
"M-Max?" he managed to croak, throat sore, feeling parched.
He lifted one arm out stretched reaching weakly to touch his surroundings.
Confused as to where he was.
His arm dropped back down as he couldn't find the strength to hold it up any longer.
"M-Max?" he whispered feeling drowsy.
Closing his eyes he fell back into a slumber.
He was abruptly disturbed with a flood of nightmares, horrific memories plagued his mind and he could not escape them.
Eyes shooting open, he looked around panicked.
Strangers in lab coats were leering over him.
Wires breeched the skin in his chest.
Frightened he tried to rip them out with both hands but this only created more agony.
"Get off me!" Billy growled as firm hands held him down.
Normally a good fighter he found himself defenseless as a needle was pricked into his arm.
Hearing someone count he tried to find the words to threaten the strangers keeping him in place.
But his eyes started to drift.
Turning his head to the side on what felt like cold metal he saw ember eyes staring back at him.
"sssh Billy" he heard "its going to be okay"
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Vine Blood (Stranger Things Fanfic)
FanfictionPlot - Billy Hargrove has secretly been dug up from his grave and brought back to life. Waking up in an underground experiment lab underground, he struggles to adjust to this reality, will he ever learn to cope and is there someone he can trust? Whi...