Damien came to consciousness at around 11:50. He is groggy and weary, unaware he is not safe within his bed. He lifts his tired arms, only to find they are restrained. Damien squints and sees the faint, dull leather straps around his wrists. He is over come with sudden fear, and jolts up, then trying to turn his neck but finding that it is restrained as well. Trying to move anything he can, the only parts of his body he could shift, were his fingers and feet, which come to no help in his position. Damien then tries to scream for help, but instead is greeted with a sharp, violent pain in his throat. Just seconds after, a deep onimus voice on an intercom microphone Damien couldn't see, spoke to him. "Don't bother to talk. Your vocal chords were surgically removed earlier." Damien's eyes widened and was sweating furiously in his chair. "You are being taken part in an experiment for the animal mind and how much phycological damage it can take." Damien swallowed hard with great pain. "You will be restrained in your chair for twenty-four hours, without any source of nutrition. From then on, you will be released from your chair, and spend your time in a sound proof room with limited rations." The speaker paused "Is this understood?" Damien nodded in sorrow and fright.
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Hopeless
HorrorDamien awakens in a bed. Only to find he is restrained. His vocal chords ripped out of him, he can only move his fingers and feet. Will he die or live. Read to continue.