You felt sharp pain and screamed, but the man covered your mouth and made an incision down to your knee. Tears started streaming out of your eyes, the amount of blood coming out at an alarming pace made you fear for your life. The man used a small cup to fill it with the blood. He drank it, which made your heart pound. He was laughing like a maniac now, he walked back to the tray and came back with a lighter and put the scalpel above the lighter. And sliced your hand, making it not painful. You bit your lip until blood started rolling down your chin. You've lost all feeling in your hand. You couldn't feel the burning. After that, he picked up the bone saw. You were letting out whimpers as your breathing increased. Your eyes were pinpricks. You were shaking. Before he did anything with the saw, he reclined the chair back. He lifted up your shirt, to expose your abdomen. He held the teeth of the saw barely an inch above your flesh. What he said to himself made you start screaming. "Most of the meat is here. Hehe. From your blood, you're not that bad." You felt the cold metal on your skin. "N-No! Please don't! What's wrong with- Aackk!" The saw was plunged in your stomach. You coughed up a huge amount of blood.
Medic was walking around seeing all the stuff you saw. He couldn't believe what he was looking at. He heard someone runing up to him. 'I hope (Y/N)'s okay.
Medic pulled up the pistol and shot him, killing him instantly. He noticed a light at the oher end of the huge room he was in and ran to it.
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Sniper: "Crikey. These are a ton of people."
Beth: "I think I'm going to be sick. The smell is awful."
A rat ran by and looked at them. It tries to attack Beth and she hits it with a pipe that she found as a weapon. They run off.
*Back to you*
Blood was pouring out of you, making you lightheaded. You were in a lot of pain. Your left leg was numb. Your right hand was burning. You have huge incisions on your upper arms. You were in shock. The man went back to the table grabbing a syringe with a clear liquid.
Man: "Hm... Looks like you've had enough."
He was about to inject you, until the glass from the window shattered, the man dies from a bullet to the head.
