Rainbow Rose(s) ~ Neuv x Wrio x Reader (TEMP HIATUS)

Doctor's Assistant

**Reader's POV**

The day started suddenly, and it started late. So late, at this point, it couldn't even be considered day anymore. I woke up with a blinding, painful start.

The world around me felt like it was on fire, my skin melting. But I was drowning, surrounded by a deep, wet, dark blue ocean of torment. The anguished voices of the previous day were all around me again, but quieter and less clear. The bubbling and rushing of the water was louder.

All around me was dark, I tossed and turned but couldn't tell up from down. My skin felt as though it was being torn apart, separated from my flesh. Despite the water all around me, I was burning.

From in front of me, above or below, I don't know, something drifted closer. A small, square piece of fabric. A small black cloth, the edges embroidered with red swirling patterns, a white flower in the middle. It came closer and closer until it landed on my nose and covered it. I couldn't breathe. I was suffocating, the horrible pain added to the already existing torture.

And then I really woke up.

I sat bolt upright. In a cold sweat, I laid half covered by the small blanket I was given. I was breathing heavily, staring at my feet as I tried to calm myself down. When I was calm enough to see and not just look, I noticed the thick band around my left ankle. I brought my foot closer to my face and saw, connected to the band, a large chain leading to a ball.

I was fucking shackled. And it annoyed me to no end, considering I was already too weak to walk and this made it practically impossible. However it showed the Doctor overestimated me. He could've left the door wide open and I'd only be able to crawl my way out. There was no point in this. I figured there was no point whining about it either.

Despite the lack of windows or clocks, I figured it was night, due to the fact I heard nothing. The voices that had all been screaming before were silent. It seems even the tormented rest. But I had been asleep too long to go back, so I laid down, got comfortable, and started thinking.

For now, especially with this ball, there was no way I'd escape. I needed to start by observing, memorizing the layout of these halls, the schedules the people follow. I needed to recover aswell. I hadn't eaten in far too long and I could hardly move. I also had to consider what to expect outside. I'd need to find out all I could while making it seem less suspicious. I couldn't let him find out I was already trying to get the hell away from here.

I had only ever been to Snezhnaya once, but I was only a few weeks old at most. I was basically a lump back then, I didn't really know much. So what Snezhnaya looked like, I didn't know. I expected snow, but how much? Which direction was home? What paths were going to get me killed? Until I had a general idea, or a map, I couldn't leave.

Then I also had to consider food and shelter for the journey. Freezing or starving to death was pointless. I needed preparations. I couldn't leave yet.

But the Doctor wouldn't wait for me to recover. Whatever he was planning would start the moment he awoke, or realized I was awake. Whichever came first, most likely. I didn't even know what he was planning. All he mentioned was getting back at my parents. Perhaps it was simple torture? Plucking my nails off, chopping off my toes, that shit. Maybe he'd give me a disease. I could see him having spare rabies in his cupboards.

One way or another, this experience would leave me destroyed. I hadn't seen my parents in years, but I hoped they would never hear of this. I understand why they cut ties with me, and I didn't want them to know that it was for nothing. I loved them, regardless of how they just left me. I hoped he'd leave them alone. Please, archons, keep them oblivious.

For hours I laid there, thinking of anything and everything, sometimes not thinking at all. I didn't know if the sun was above or below me, or if anyone was awake, but I waited.