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27. Zari'a

I get to have a recovery day.

You might think I would like these days but I don't.

I done this for years once upon a time. And recovery days were the worst.

I became a fast healer.

Of course I loved the break from the pain but it only hurt more when recovery day was up.

I'm very weak still. I've been drugged with everything.

There's eighteen soldiers behind us as I walk side by side with Mercer.

"I would like you to meet someone." Mercer tells me.

I had chains around my feet. At the end of the chains were heavy weights.

I dragged them with every step.

I didn't speak.

Everyone likes that about me.

I use to be a "smart mouth."

Mercer opens the door.

My heart drops.

"Zaria. Meet Emily." He says.

"Oh my goodness." I cry.

"Oh don't start with the tears." Mercer rolls his eyes.

"Enami?" I sob.

"It's Emily! Enami is dead, remember?" I hear Mercer snickers a little.

No. That's Enami.

But, her hair is short and some shaved. One of her eyes is red. The arm she was shot... it's metal.

That can't be-

I try not to throw up.

The scars on her skin make me cry more.

"Emily." Mercer catches her attention. "This is Zaria. She's our new guinea pig."

I couldn't hold back the coming when Enami- Emily turns her head to look at Mercer.

They've cut her- her Queue is gone.

"Disgusting!" Mercer yells, "That's amazing actually." He laughs. "She has been through quite a lot this week and you are what breaks her? Come show her what you look like."

Emily walks close to me. I step back.

Three sharp knives are poking my back.

My lips tremble.

"I'm Emily." She sounds robotic too.

"What did they do to you?" I sob.

"Emily, be a dear and show her what we have done to you." Mercer says.

Enami- Emily slowly spins.

She shows me every scar and metal and explains how they done it.

Mercer tells her to explain how she felt in the process.

I feel more vomit rise.

"What the hell." I say, "WHAT THE HELL." I scream. "I'm going to kill you."

I cry to Mercer.

I can't look at Ena- Emily. It hurts too much.

Mercer makes me sick to my stomach.

Mercer speaks, "Emily, Zaria is being bad. Show her what you do to bad people."

Emily goes angry and grabs me by the throat.

She lifts me and I am choking. I get thrown across the other side of the room.

The weights make me drop to the floor. I bang the back of my head on the wall.

En- Emily gets closer to me. I scatter away. Try to.

She picks me up.

"Okay. Don't hurt her. It's recovery day." Mercer tells her. "Just wanna scare her. Okay visits over. You can go take your nap now Zaria."

My ankles feel broken.

She drops me in the hallway.

"Emily, be a dear and get rid of that." Mercer refers to my vomit.

"Yes master." She says.

"Okay get up." Mercer says.

I look at him.

"My ankles are-"

Mercer slaps me hard. I grab my cheek.

He starts laughing. "I've always wanted to do that." He says.

The soldiers behind me laugh too.

"Now that it's out of my system," Mercer dust his hands off. "Get up. It's bed time."

I do as he says.

I imagine the day I get my way with him.

When I have power over him and everyone here.

I dream about it while I am being operated on.

Day dream of course. Can't have me sleeping through my torture time.
-

I wonder why I have been here so long.

I should be at home with Neteyam. And everyone else too.

I try thinking about good stuff. Neteyam.

Neteyam. Neteyam. Neteyam.

He's good. I love him.
-

Dr. Kruger comes back in the lab.

He's writing something down.

"I'm having a good day today." He tells me. "A really good day today. I have a good feeling I have great luck on the way to grab me."

"That's good." I mumble.

"Yes that's right pretty toy." He says, "It is good. I'm a good person aren't I? I'm just doing my job."

"Yeah." I couldn't force my voice more than I forced that.

Kruger puts the thick leather belt in my mouth again. I stop putting up a fight on day 3.

He grabs a knife.

The power goes out.

I'm getting dizzy again.

"Oh no." He says, "What's happened."

He tries the door. It's electric so it won't open.

"This shouldn't be happening."

He grabs his phone and I barely hear him make some calls.

"I'm not afraid." I try make out his words in my head, "Pretty toy."

He's been calling me that for over a week. Ever since I got here.

It feels more than a week. It isn't because I always hear them call the days to the audio message.

I look behind him and see a beautiful blue angel kill him.

My saviour.

I'm free.

It smells like Neteyam.

I hope they make it out of there in time!
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