Blue- electricity, followed by pain. I double over.
Then I'm kneeling, metal- shiny. Pain.
Now I'm in a bed. White, clean-smells like chemicals. And my throat feels on fire. I reach up a hand- restrained.
My hands are above my head. Metal on metal-chains. Then it's around my neck, and I see-blurry- the passing of doors, I'm being dragged.
Restricting. I can't breathe. Hurts- pain. Headache.
"It's too risky." Relief.
"She can handle it." Gasp. I can't.
"She can't talk! Or walk- and heavens forbid she try to eat!" Eat. All they have is watered down dog shit-
"She can take it. Do it." Brain splitting pain.
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