LOST

Sixteen

Tuesday 17th November.
New York,
Monet household.
11:40pm

Haydee

"Testing on patient 01, commence."  I heard a female voice say. I barely understood what was going on in my drowsy state.

They had just got done water boarding me and I was exhausted. I felt many small pricks on my body and I realised they were injecting needles into my body.

"St..stop please." I begged trying to move away from the needles. I thought it was working but in reality I was actually strapped to a chair. "I'm sorry it hurts please stop..." 10 year old me continues begging.

"Sir, she is disrupting the testing by speaking. We need absolute silence from her to continue." The same female voice spoke to him.

"She knows how to be a good girl and stay quiet, dont you my precious little doll?" He asked me lifting my chin up to look him in the eye.

I was too tired to talk. I opened my mouth to speak but no sound came out.

"What did I say about ignoring me!" He yelled with a smack. "I-im sorry master." I whimpered.

"Now, what is my good little girl going to do for me?" He asked with a smirk. "I'll be quiet master."

"Good girl." He whispered before ordering the doctors to continue.

I endured the pain of their experiments.

Liquids going in and out of me, my brain being tested and injected. 

"Patient 01 will be returning to her cell. The experiment has ended and we will test her again for the results soon."

This was how it went. I got experimented on because they were trying to see how much my brain could handle. They were trying to turn me into a weapon which was clearly impossible but master didn't like to believe that.

I was the only patient currently but I think they might be looking for more.

After their experiments, they brought me back into the experiment room and tortured me in many ways. Most of them done by master himself.

Being the first patient meant all the failed experiments got tested on me. Then I got beat by master when they weren't working.

I felt my arms and legs becoming loose and I could move them. Suddenly, I was pulled up by my hair Making my scalp burn. "M-master—sir it hurts." I said holding my head.

"This is just training doll. You'll get used to it."

He threw me into my cell and I got hit with a knocking pain in my head. I think I broke my arm again.

He stalked towards me with an evil look as he pulled me up again and pushed back against the concrete wall.

"You were a bad girl today doll." He laughed, wrapping his arms around my throat.

"Bad girls get punished dont they милый?" He put more pressure in choking me after each word.

(Translation : darling)

My air was cutting out and I saw moving circles as I scratched at his hands around my neck.

I couldn't even beg him to stop. I couldn't even breathe.

My eyes got heavier as I slowly lost my senses. I couldn't feel my body.

He dropped my body as soon as I was about to black out. I instantly started gasping for air while coughing intensely.

I could hear him laughing but it sounded like it was coming from a distance eventhough I was right at his feet.

I tried standing up but I swayed slightly and fell back down blacking out.

I sat up panting with my hand on my heart.

You're not with them. You're safe. They can't get to you for now.

My throat was dry as ever. I needed a glass of water.

My pupils were shaking as I slowly got out of bed. I was so scared at this point.

What if he does get me? I might be in another country but he told me he'd always find me.

I took slow steps to and down the stairs. I didn't want to turn on the light and get in trouble or anything and I was too tired to find the light switch so I was feeling around to find the kitchen.

I watched into the living room and saw Joseph on the sofa watching tv.

"Dad?" I whispered rubbing my eyes.

He turned around and started grinning at me. I couldn't tell if it was a good one or a bad one. It was dark so he looked scary either way.

"I-um sorry I meant Joseph ." I quickly said before I made him mad. "No no princess. Please call me dad."

I nodded my head and asked him why he was here. He answered and asked me if I wanted to join and watch tv with him.

I was so tried but said yes anyways. I got in under the blanket with him and he wrapped his arm around me making me lean in.

I tensed at the sudden physical contact but he rubbed my arm soothingly which made me relax and even more sleepier.

My eyes became heavier as I watched the mouths move on the television.

I relaxed more into dad and fell asleep. Thankfully, I was not met with another nightmare. Well memory actually.