Insanity: Sacred Truth

Chapter 6

I can hear movement around me but I didn't dare open my eyes. I could hear murmurs around me but I couldn't make them out. I tried to move but I felt restraints. Why was there straps wrapped around my wrists and my ankles.

I opened my eyes and looked around. I was in an all white room and there was three nurses and a doctor talking in the far corner. I tried to remove the restraints but it was no use.

The doctor walked over to me with a soft smile. The smile of lies. The smile that would cause me pain. I just know it.

"Hello Samantha. Quite the scare you gave your aunt yesterday. Don't worry, we will help you."

He took out a needle filled with a brownish liquid. I tried to move away but my body was held down tightly. He stuck the needle in my neck and injected the liquid into me. I began to shake all over.

I was struggling to breathe and my throat began to tighten. My body felt as though it was floating. I felt as if needles was pricking my fingertips and toes. Sweat coated my body as a force nearly crushed my chest. Frantic footsteps entered the room and bodies clouded my vision. I tried to shake away the pain I was feeling but it was no use.

Shouting filled my ears but I couldn't hear a word that was being said. I wanted to run, to hide, to waste away. I needed to be released but I was not granted such. Hands grabbed me and held me down. The tearing of material could be heard but I did not know from where. I just needed to escape, no matter the amount of struggle I had to put forth.

I felt my heart race in my chest. I thought I was going to collapse. I felt as though I was on the brink of death. Maybe that is how I wanted it. I saw more people who had mask on come in with trays filled with needles and with pads attached to various wires. Why couldn't they just leave me be?

It began to get cold. The sounds around me became muffled until they were silenced all together. A flash of light clouded my vision as I felt something press down onto my chest. A sensation surged through me causing my body to jerk. My head fell to the side as I stared into the eyes of Venus. She was standing there holding onto the woman. My vision was going in and out and I couldn't feel a thing.

My eyes shut. Sensation after sensation filled me, willing my heart to stay alive. To not give up a fight. Even when it was on its last breath. The sound of pumping filled my ears, making tears fill my eyes. Everything was going so fast yet so slow.

I opened my eyes and saw that the room was empty. My restraints were gone. I was free. Was I crazy? Was that another hallucination? Was this even real? I wouldn't know...

I got up and walked to the door. I peered out and observed my surroundings. Whiteness blinded me as it covered the walls and the floors. I left the room and made my journey down the hallway. There has the be an exit somewhere. There has to be. 

When I turned the corner my breath caught in my throat. There she was. The woman was there in a hospital gown scraping her fingers against the wall as she walked in my direction. I wanted to run but my body didn't will me to do so. She came closer and closer. The anger in her eyes was evident. The scars on her body seemed as though they were fresh. Sickening...

Face to face we were. Tears fell from my eyes as we stared at each other. She drew closer but it was as if something was blocking her from doing so. She began to bang against this thing. It was glass.

She was punching and banging on the glass. Trying to get through but it was not breaking. But I knew it was only a matter of time. I wanted this person to go away. What did I ever do to deserve this? To be tormented nearly everyday? I would never truly be free. 

I closed my eyes and willed myself to wake up, to make this disappear. All of this was in my head. There was no other explanation.

I felt a hand grip my throat resulting in me opening my eyes. The woman was standing closer to me with her hand gripping my throat.

"Do you want to die? Do you want this to go away? Do you want to be a coward? Well why don't I help you"  

She plunged her hand into my chest. Blood shot out of my throat and out of my mouth. The pain was indescribable. I almost didn't feel it. She squeezed my heart as shock waves traveled through my body. She ripped my heart out. The pain was numbing.

I couldn't register what I was feeling. My lungs tightened, my head felt numb, my body fell. Just as my eyes closed, they were reopened to see the masked doctors were back and lots of  shouting. I thrashed around the bed and screamed until my throat felt raw.

With as much force as I could manage, I broke through the straps that held me down. I fought hard as I tried to get out of the bed they had me in but guards held me down to the bed One of the many doctors brought out a long needle. There was a red substance in it. When were they going to learn? I shook with nerves and tried to get away.

I wanted them to die. I wanted them to feel what I was feeling. I wanted them to see what I was seeing. I wanted them to hold onto my burden. The burden that has plagued my life. The burden that has yet to let go. Why me?

The needle pricked my skin.

The world slowly faded from me.