Snatched

Ch.26. Infirmary

"My god... I'm sorry... I'm so so sorry..."

I regain feeling of my body, but not yet my eyes. My head is resting in someone's lap, and they are caressing my fringe. I felt calm, although I couldn't shake off a feeling of urgency. Someone is holding me, whispering to me. My minds starts whirling, somehow hoping that it was the Jack I had been missing, yet when I finally regain the control of my eyelids, I can tell it isn't him. My vision is still blurred. It's wrong, something made me despise where I was, what I was letting happen.

"She's needs help... It's too hot in here... Get her to the infirmary... Now Goddammit!" The foggy voice yells.

At once I am lifted with strong arms and sense they are taking me away somewhere far from here. My head is slanted back and I bounce with every step my carrier takes. I slip into unconsciousness during the regular pacing of their footsteps. I'm so tired. Apart from my unconscious sleep, I haven't been getting any good rest lately. Something about nightmares. I can't think of any details as of right now.

We turn left, then right, then left again, eternities pass as we go this way then that way. Finally we stop, I can think much straighter than before, so I decide to play dead, wait until 'they' don't expect it. The person sets me down on a soft bed, I assume I'm in a medical bay of sorts. I soft laugh emits from the room, the urge to see who it was overwhelms me.

The room was fairly small, about as big as an average classroom, yet it still held several machines, and a couple of beds as well. I was all alone, apart from a tall buff man standing at the door, and a small lady's facing away from me in the corner of the room. I decide to give up on the whole pretending act.

"Not who you were expecting, eh?" She asks, now wandering over. She wasn't as old as I thought she was at first, only a few white hairs were visible. She must be in her late forties at least. I try to move my arms and legs, but if feels to tiring to even try.

"What?" I whimper, which sounded more like a quack.
"I'm not an insane doctor, ready to shove a ginormous needle into you, am I...? But what if I am, hmm...?" She disappears into her own thought, somehow debating with herself the answer.

Yep, she's bonkers. I guess they couldn't find a suitable doctor that would work alongside these creeps, I think as I look over to the snatcher at the door. 'They?', I shudder at the sudden face that appears in my mind. In my panic, I hadn't been able to clearly see his face... Was it familiar?

"Drink this..." She says, handing me a cup of what I assume is water. I chug it down, but not without almost spewing.
"Oh my gosh, what is in that!" I croak, it must have had something in it, cause I felt more alive than ever.
"I solution to help rehydrate you. I was told that you took a nasty fall... I swear it's too warm in there... I wonder... If I had gotten..." She wanders back over to her corner, mumbling to herself, "he's taken a liking to you..."

She must have put a dose of sleeping drops or something in the 'water' as well, as those last words swirl around me, pulling me back unconscious.

*

The first thing I notice is the vile taste in my mouth, next came the soft sensation under my head. Unlike before, I was fully awake in a few moments. My eyes flutter open, revealing a dark room. The light was off but I could still make out that I'm in a little girls room, as the walls were painted a soft pink colour. I jolt up into a sitting position as I realise what happened and wonder where I am. So much has happened in one day, that just thinking about it made me yawn.

I swing my legs around so the dangle off the bed, the floor is carpeted and soft on my toes. I gasp, I'm not wearing my training suit anymore, but a soft blue shirt and nice jeans. I shudder at the instant thought, but push it away quickly.

Anyway, where am I? I slowly make my way over to the door, making sure I give no impression that I was awake. This fails miserably as the door creaks unbearably loud upon my attempt to open it. The door opens to a small corridor, with two other doors, leading to a well lit staircase. I try the other doors, but they are locked. Finally I head down to the stairs. Using my hand, I stop the blinding light reaching my eyes as they adjust. What appears before me is a large open lounge room, leading into a very modern kitchen. It was decorated with things that seemed quite expensive, but the lack in windows - and a tv, or any electronic devices - was the thing that chilled me most.

A young woman bustles out of the kitchen door and into the lounge holding a tray full of breakfast foods, scaring me very much. My presence must have spooked her as well as she stops, looking surprised

"Miss Dale! You're awake." She says politely. "I was just about to wake you. Here, sit down and eat... The Master is almost ready to meet you."
I want to ask who the master is, but as soon as I open my mouth to reply, she sets the tray down and hurries off.

I take a seat in one of the lounge chairs, and start to feel relaxed already. I take the try from the coffee table and inspects the goods. Toast with butter, sausages, eggs, bacon strips, baked beans even and some tea. I wasn't never much a fan of tea, or eggs, but my suspicion was the cause I put the tray back down. My stomach disagrees, so I decide to take the toast, which probably is the least likely to contain poison, or sleeping drugs, or whatever.

After a little while, the girl comes back and leads me into another room, then another, then another, until I can't exactly recall how to return. She finally leads me to a set of double doors, and her behaviour subtlety changed. She became more fidgety, straightening her dress and picking at her nails. The girl says her goodbyes and directs me into the room. As soon as I take a second step, she slams the door behind me. I spin around and try the door. It won't budge.

"Hi there...This was how I wanted us to meet..." A deep familiar voice calls from behind me. My stomach knots up.

I slowly spin around and face the voice. The man... The one I met before...

This time in a deep blood red suit.