To Die Another Day

Chapter 6: Paralysis

Damon

I jumped in my seat. The doctor had been so still I thought she was still unconscious.

"Aww. Did I frighten you?" The doctor sneered. "Give me a few minutes, and you'll have a real reason to be scared."

"Enough with the threats." I sighed. "I'm tasked with your recovery."

"Don't you dare touch me," she snapped. "Get the hell out of here."

"I want to." I stood up. "In fact, I almost did. Made it outside before Seraphina caught me."

The doctor snorted. "How did that self-righteous meathead catch you?"

"Whatever you stuck me with was kicking in. And the fog turned me around," I said.

"Ah... The fog." She chuckled. "It's no wonder then. Though its purpose is usually for keeping outsiders out. But how did you manage to fend off my drug for so long but it took effect on me so quickly?"

"Your guess is as good as mine." I shook my head.

She cocked her brow, studying me with her gaze. "Perhaps if I were—"

"That wasn't an invitation to make me a guinea pig and take me apart!" I snapped back, interrupting her.

Never.

Her eyes drifted from me to the corner of the room, avoiding eye contact, before looking at me again, brows furrowed.
"Wait a moment. If it did take effect, how are you moving about now?"

I stared blankly at her.

I shouldn't tell her about my death.

Though... if I'm to stay here, it'll get out sooner or later. My... undeath?
Don't know what to call it.

She is supposed to be their medical professional, as far as I could tell. Yet this is the same person who tortures people before putting them out of their misery. If I say, I might become the perfect subject for her to get her sick kicks.

Why does she need to put these people through agony if Lady Marzanna only needs them to be killed?

"Are you going to respond or are you just going to glare at me?" she asked, interrupting my internal debate.

I blinked a few times and finally gave her an answer.

"I don't know if I should say." I put my hands in my pockets.

"You make me wait and give me no answer... Fantastic." She whined.

"If Lady Marzanna wants people dead, why go through the trouble of capturing and torturing them?" I asked.

"I don't have to tell you." Her eyes narrowed at me.

"I don't have to tell you about me." I shrugged.

Her brows furrowed. I raised my brows in response.

"Why do you want to know?" She squinted at me.

"If I'm going to be here, I need to know if I can trust you to not kill me," I stated.

"Here's your answer. You can't. Once I can move again, I'm gonna gouge your eyes out, sever all your ribs, and then remove all your organs, one by one, while you feel each and every incision." Her eyes became wide as she put on this act.

It may have been scary... If she was able to move more than just her head.

"Great..." I clicked my tongue in annoyance. "Don't have an aneurysm waiting for your chance."