~ The OC and a few other characters belong to me. All the other character mentioned in the story connected to the RE universum belong to the Resident Evil rightful owners.
The overbearing darkness was all there was. No lights, no shadows, no colors. The sound that reached the consciousness of the mind was a breath. Unsteady, somehow broken in its pace. Then another, slower, deeper. More steady. Smell... the smell the mind knows from somewhere. No recognition yet, however it doesn't seem nice. No. It isn't nice. It's unpleasant.
Tap...
Tap...
Tap...
Sounds, not only breathing that the mind heard. Somehow complete. Not broken. A thought. Rain? Was that a voice? Yes, a voice in this darkness that surrounded the mind!
- Mine?
Raspy, unused for a while. Female. Ah, yes, it was a 'her' voice. No, hers! It remembers, the mind, it's starting to remember now. The roughness of the voice came from the need. The first need there was. Water. The mind... She...
- I need water!
Deep breath. Senses. They kept coming all at once. And she opened her eyes. No more infinite darkness! Just a room, a room, and she's there, and the consciousness hits her now. The pain in the eyes, soreness of the throat, rapid breathing... Body! Where is the body? White sheets cover her. Move. She tries to move her body. No sensation. Nothing.
- I can't, I can't feel!
Words. Again. Is she speaking? Or are those just thoughts? Help! Help! A rustle on the right, a shape appears. A person!
- Help! - full open eyes look at the person. Who is that? The room... the room is
spinning! Help!
- Shhh! It's alright, my beauty... Yes, just like that, slowly... Don't worry, the sedatives will work in a moment, go back to sleep, you're not finished yet.
Darkness. Stillness. Breathing?
Beep...
Beep...
Beeping? A rustle. Steps.
- Yes, yes, my princess. Sleep tight now. You're not quite there yet, but you're getting there. Can you hear me, doll? You are a marvel! So responsive, such a good one, my girl is. I knew you'd be perf..!
Silence. No. Whispering. Near?
- Awake again? Oh, my lovely. lovely girl! I adore you, you do remember that, don't you? I always tell you, but you're rather ungrateful you little..! - Sensation. A hit? Pain... - No, no, it's not your fault. I know, I know... Well, it doesn't matter! Another day, another dose! - Happiness? Not mine, I want out!
- Out!- Move! Move! Why can't I move?!
- Hm? Out? O, yes, don't worry, you'll be out of it soon! - The sound of steps that kept getting closer. - And all mine! They promised me, and they're powerful in their words and actions, I know what I'm saying! I'll take care of you my precious, my princess! Just like I've been... - darkness.
Cold. Why is it suddenly so cold?
- ...the times! ...not coming here aga..! - Sound. A hit. Beating? A fight?
- ..ck! Be care..! She is..!
Why is it so messed up here?
- ...etend! ...what you do here, alo...room with this patient. You might be
brilliant, but a fucking psyc... Must you bru...hair right now?! For... ake!
He's doing what? Wait, she can feel something strange. Is someone touching her hair? Brushing it? Now? In the middle of an argument like that?
- ...have to! My princess must be perfect! And she will be...!
- I want the results, not your fucking dreams! And stop calling her those stupid names! Now, tell me about the subject...
- proud! Tell him, tell Mr Weske...
Darkness.
- ...ect 243 is stable, the host's reaction was a rejection, again and... O! You're with me, my love! Wonderful! - A touch on the cheek - I'm... telling you, it's such a shame... mazing mother. Don't you worry, though! Would you like to say something? I'm... - Why can't she see? - I'm happ... It might be strange for you... I know, I know. - What is he talking about? Who is this man? - But... be so happy soon..!
She wished she could open her eyes again. And see. And move. And run from here. God, how she wished she could run from here! Run from this man, from his voice, those horrifyingly personal words...
Nothing.
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