A shifter caged

Chapter two

Day thirty two

I woke up in the same cold, dark cell that I have woken up in everyday for the past month, I felt hollow inside, I couldn't cry anymore, I couldn't smile all I could feel is cold and fear, fear everytime I hear footsteps comming towards my cell, I would sit and hug my knees waiting for them to come, to take me to the labs and do all wierd and painful tests on me with huge knives and needles, I would bite my cheeks to stop myself from screaming and showing them just how much they hurt me. My name had lost all meaning as I was now referred to as subject 003, I didnt know what it meant or why they didnt use my name, the name my mom had once called me.

I never saw Mark or Troy, I had learnt his name on the long truckride, since the day we arrived here. I had heard screams echo down the hall of cells I was in, but I couldent recognise them.

I remember one man telling me if I want to live I must stay quiet and obey the men in the lab coats.

I was drawing pictures in the sand on the floor when I heard the sound of footsteps ringing in my ears. I leapt onto the cold steel bed and tried to still my shaking limbs as the sound grew stronger, there was more than one pair of feet, one heavy and uncaring, the other quiet and calculated. They stopped just outside the door and I could catch most of what they said:" the myofybril injections are the second phase, subject 003 has already had the intravenous preperation solution." This was a gruff, deep voice but I couldent understand anything of what he had said.

"Will you use local anesthetic before admnistering the myofybril hormone?" a younger voice asked, before he was answered by the gruff voice,

"No, the spinal cords must be tense to fully insert the test substance."

At that moment the thick steel door swung open and revealed the two men, the taller man grabbed my arm that was still sore from the injections yesterday and pulled me into the main corridor.

I followed instantly knowing what punishments disobediance got you.

As we came to the lab room I hesitated slightly in the doorway as the strong smell of disinfectant stung my raw nasal passages.

a scientist pointed to a plastic surface and told me to lie down on my stomach. I lay down and felt the harsh material of my uniform being moved to expose my lower back, I squirmed as they put some type of cold cream on my skin, I started to scream as the needle was forced into my spine but a guard came and grabbed my wrists, almost breaking them, and gagged me, the guard who held my legs down applied more weight as I felt a burning sensation crawl up my spine, like flames eating away the skin, I held back a scream as the needle was ripped out, the pain intensified and I felt my heart shudder as it felt like the firewas spreadig through ever muscle of my body, my body sagged as I lost control of my muscles and all I could see was red as my eyes stung from the pain. The guards released me but I couldent move anyway. I heard the gruff voice order them to carry to my cell, I wanted to struggle out of their hold as everywhere they grabbed me the flames that were devouring me intensified, I had no control as tears leaked down my face and my body spasmed as the carried me, almost dropping me, next thing I knew, I was back on my cold, hard bed, my muscles still burning as the darkness took over.