It is cold and dark. I am stumbling along a
dark path, I cannot see where im going. I wrap my thin cotton
jacket tighter around my small chest against the biting wind
that stings my cheeks and bare legs, like wasps to an attacker.
"hurry up yana!" ben calls from in front of me. "im coming!" I
shout back. the heels on my boots keep catching on jutted-out
rocks, causing me to stumble. damn ben! he said we're nearly
there, that its quicker taking this path to the party. I almost
wish we just took the long way, by the streetlights and houses.
not some deserted stretch of land that had next to no light,
and no way of knowing where we are. "you sure you know where
we're going ben?" I ask, half worried. "of course I do" he
replies, almost too confidently. we had been walking around for
nearly half an hour, with no sign of life in at least a 15 mile
radius. after around 10 more minutes of aimless stumbling and
tripping, I catch a sign of light at the bottom of the hill we
are on. "ben look!" I exclaim, and hastily made my way down to
the mysterious light, unaware of who was watching me at that
moment... A bright flash of light pulls me from my slumber, and
into my harsh reality. I blink my eyes into focus and see all
around me, a white lab room. I groan and rub my head. only I
don't. my arms are fastened above my head, my ankles are also
tied up. I struggle, pulling on the metal that bounds my
wrists. "wakey wakey" a voice echos around me, sending an icy
chill down my spine. "do you know where we are yana?" he asks
me, taunting me. of course I know. the treatment room. in an
instant, he is next to me, holding something small and
metallic. "do you yana?" he asks me, stroking the metallic
object, which I now know is a scalpel along the lines of my
collarbone. I nod ever so slightly. he grins, his teeth
protruding out of his smile. "good. and do you know what
happens here yana?" he questions me. fear begins to strike me,
and my breath begins to increase. he jabs the end of the blade
just above my collar bone, causing me to cry out. "do you know
what happens here, yana?" he repeats, I nod, pursing my lips
together to prevent my self from crying out again
as he slowly pulls the blade back out. "that's
right yana. its time for me to have fun".
*friday will be part 3, enjoy*
