I wake up and the whole atmosphere seems familiar. The dripping pipes, the foul smell, the clinging of metal.
Metal.
I try to scream, but something is covering my mouth. Duck tape. My eyes widen, and I can barely breathe. When I try to take a deep breath, my lungs feel weird. Like muck is filling up in my stomach and kidneys and I feel weird. I see a face come into view in front of mine, and my stomach hollows.
"Hey, Grace." Hayden snarls, and I know it's not the Hayden we know. It's void Hayden. Somehow, Hayden became void. I don't understand how, though. I try to gather fresh air from my lungs, but it's very hard. I try, though, and I barely choke out the words,
"How?" Hayden laughs and turns to a table by my metal bed. She working on something, and she replies, a raspy tone,
"The night you were at the school parking lot and put me into the coma, somehow," She brings a syringe out, full of bright blue liquid. I eye it, wondering what it is, what it'll do to me. I try to say something else, but Hayden makes an evil "mmm" noise and shakes her head. She adds,
"Don't try to talk, it'll only give the darkness more room to feed." I'm confused. Was she helping me by telling me this? She adds, "Now, let's see how long it takes a seer like yourself to keep quiet." She smiles at me, and then stabs the syringe into my neck.
I want to scream, I want to cry, but I have to stay still. I can't cave in. I can't show pain. I should know. Void's feed on pain. I can't give Hayden what she wants.
Suddenly, I feel weird, and I start to spasm. I feel empty, I feel like Hayden had just scooped something out of me. I look down and take a look at my arms, and freak. My veins, bright blue, as blue as the liquid in the syringe. My veins all over my body are burning, and my brain feels numb.
"That was a special type of Viper. It's called Swipe. It takes any supernatural power from someone. and possibly other side effects. So I would say bye bye to reading people's minds." She unstraps me, and I feel like the voidness hasn't taken fully over her. A void would leave me there to die, and not unstrap me. Or maybe she wants me to go back to the others, maybe that's what she wants. Maybe she's up to something.
"Oh, and don't tell anyone about this. It's just our business." I'm confused by this. Why doesn't she want me to tell anyone? I nod, and she tells me to go, or else. I run off, brain feeling weird.
It feels like its being sloshed around, and suddenly I forget where I am. I stop in the middle of the woods, and fall onto my knees. I take out my phone, and pull up the app to call.
"Liam, I have to call...someone...I think." I lose my train of thought. I put in the area code. But, I forget the number afterwards. I type in random numbers, and my stomach feels queasy. I want to throw up, then I start to hyperventilate.
I call the only number that I remember.
I call 911.
But when they ask me what's wrong, I can't speak.
I hear the sirens, and someone put a blanket around me. I'm still hyperventilating, and my legs feel like jello. My arms shake and a police officer helps me up, guiding me into a police car.
The whole way to the station, I try to think. I try to answer questions roaming my mind.
What just happened?
