(Credit goes to the Creepypasta website online)
He hates this place and he wonders what deranged plot Imperial will subject him to, what vile concoction she'll force into his body. Singapore's eyes fall on a syringe full of liquid sitting atop the counter.
"Are you ready?" She asks, and eerie smile on her face.
He tries to respond, to say no, to beg her to let him go, but he knows it's no use. All he can do is shake his head.
"Now that's a shame, isn't it? It's only Test 1 for this experiment."
Just as he's about to disagree, she stabbed the needle of the syringe into his right arm.
He tries to scream, to curse, to strike the her, but he is only met with Imperial's iron grip as she holds him down.
YOU ARE READING
When The Past Was Around
FanfictionA study of Singapore's colonial past to the present because I hate my history lessons since their so boring. Art is not mine unless I say so
