captain aceti 2.0

2

"no! please! sto~"
their voice was cut off with a pained gurgling noise, which made my stomach churn.

i struggled in the shackles that squeezed just a little too tight and dug into my skin just a little too deep.

a rag was thrown around my eyes, preventing me from seeing, but from the sounds that i'd been hearing the past~what i think have been~hours have convinced me that i didn't really want too.

i was unaware of where i was, why i was hear.

i couldn't remember what had happened last night, i remember running. i remember mason.

poor poor mason.

another screamed erupted from somewhere in the room, a plead for his life.

even though i couldn't see, i'd realized that they seemed to be taking the loud ones.

so i stayed quiet, trying to think of what i should do next.

i knew i couldn't panic, so i tried my best to stay calm. so far i wasn't succeeding to much.

my breathe was shallow, panicked and i jumped at every loud noise, and every time i sensed someone walk by me i felt like screaming.

i slouched against the cement wall behind me, resting my head on the cold material.

for a moment there was silence, but the silence wasn't comforting, it was eerie and uncomfortable. but it was better then the screams i'd been hearing.

the silence was soon broken by a ear-piercing screech. i winced at the sound, soon realizing it was an alarm.

people ran past me hastily, shouting out in confusion and panic.

my heart beat quickly, each second was spent fearing what would happen next.

even over the booming alarms and panicked shouting, someone audibly called out something.

smoke.

not long after, the air became thicker and thicker, to the point where it was almost suffocating.

my breathes were short and panicked, i wanted to scream.

others yelled around me, running back and forth, until finally it went quiet, and all that could be heard was the audible thud of multiple bodies hitting the ground.

distant yells where heard, but where soon silenced by the click of a door being locked.

my eyes welled up as the panic attack i was preventing for so long finally broke through.

i weeped quietly in short, hasty breathes as someone walked-no, ran-towards me.

i cried out in protest as they grabbed my neck forcefully, moving my head to the side as he injected something with what i could only assume was a syringe.

i struggled against their grip but it was no use, i felt myself becoming weaker as he injected the serum into my neck.

my body went limp and i gasped for air as something dripped from the sides of my mouth~something foam like.

i couldn't move or protest as he shoved me sideways, ripping the back of my shirt off with what i believed was a knife.

i screamed as he dug the knife into my upper neck, carving lines in some kind of pattern.

i tried to move, do anything but my body wasn't responding, i wasn't in control of myself.

the man pulled the knife away, his presence soon disappearing as the voices coming from behind the doors finally broke threw.

people shouted out blurred words with heavy voices as they came running in.

their voices grew distant as the came closer and soon i was being pulled off of the ground by two men.

to think i'd actually
thought things couldn't get any worse.

and then the blind fold was removed.