He finally remained silence, turning away from me. He keep his gaze down as the guy infront of me take the syringe and stepped closer “arm” the man said looking at Kaise. But he stay still, not even giving him his hand and that made the guy hit his head with the back of his gun.
“I said don't trouble us!” the man yelled out as i grab Kaise arm and show him “Kaise, i told you to listen.” i turned to look at him which made him grit his teeth. The man did not waste any time to poke the needle into his skin which made he groaned out loudly at the pain
“It hurts like hell! Fuck!” he growled out pulling his arm away from the male. His face turned all red as he move around the small space. I started to get panicked so does both of the guys. One of them quickly took out walkie talkie
“Room 24, red code. I repeat room 24, red code.”
They are preparing for his death. He's going to die. He's going to explode.
Few people rush into the room entering the small space as they opened the door and hold onto Kaise tightly. I stood up, freezing in my spot watching Kaise who seems to be lots in pain.
“Hold him!” one of the guy with a black skin told them as they hold him tightly.
He's gonna die.
Just like my mom.
He's dying infront of me.
What shocked me next was he was all quiet. No more sound of him crying out in pain. I moved closer toward him while they were checking up his pulse.
“He is not dead” they said looking at each other. I fall on my knees, letting out relieve sigh. I don't know why i feel relieve, I don't know why I'm happy that he's alive.
🧪
I was sitting next to him the whole time, now we are in our own cell, Kaise is still unconscious even after 2 hours. They don't provide any medical support for us 'prisoner' unless if the person is really critical.
As for Kaise's case he only fainted out after the drugs being put into his body. It was really shocking that he did not die and I'm happy I'm happy he can endure the pain.
His little movement caught me off guard as i turned to look at him “are you okay?” i asked him with concern before helping him to sit up slowly “If it's keep going like this i might just die” was the first thing he told me. I grabbed the glass of water they gave me 2 hours ago that has been left untouch before giving it to him
“Drink”
He did not reply back instead just take the drink and chug it down slowly. Once the glass is empty he put it away and rub his forehead slowly “What happened?” he asked turning to look at me.
My lips pursed. Remembering all the things happened in the room 24.
He was screaming in pain, face all red from the pain he was having.
“You fainted in the room and they took us back here. It has been 2 hours since you last fainted. I'm glad nothing happened and you did not die.”
