The World in Two || G!Sans (Rewriting)

Chapter Twenty Two- Where am I

If this is a dream then it's messed up. If it's real then how the fuck is it real.

I've been unable to move. Voices have filled the room, talking about different things everyday. I can't make it out.

But I sure as hell am tired of hearing it. They come talk then they go. My eyes are closed and I'm laying down on something. 

I'm unable to use my magic. This is some messed up dream or Nightmare reality. 

The room or wherever I am was silent, it was quickly broken by a voice. 

"Alright. It's time we get some answers." The voice was male and for once I could make out what it was saying.

Answers?

The sound of locks filled the room and soon I was hit with cold air. 

Was I in some heat pod? I ask myself as my body's moved. 

I'm placed down on some kind of table, metal perhaps, on my back. 

Slowly, I could feel myself waking up. My ears twitched, trying to pick up sound in the now quiet room. 

Finally, my eyes opened. I was strapped to a metal table by my legs, torso, arms, and head. 

Two figures loomed over me. One was in all black, with a mask covering his lower face and hood covering his eyes. 

The other one was in a white lab coat, light brown hair, and pricing green eyes. He looked like a doctor. 

He smiled and looked to the other guy, "You can take her out of here, she wont be able to move for a bit." The doctor said leaving my line of sight.

The figure looked at me, there eyes just visible from where I was. 

The motioned for another person to take me out of the room. It wasn't to long after that had I started to gain control of some of my body. 

"Shit hurry up." One of them said and the other undid the locks and picked me up. 

I fought like my life depended on it. It probably did. 

The one holding me sat me in a chair before giving me a punch. I stopped moving for a second and they strapped me in the hair and put a collar around my neck. 

I picked my head back up and spit to the side. A crimson red liquid landed on the floor by one of the guys.

"Okay. You good?" The guy in black asked him.

He nodded and glared at me. Three pink lines sat on the right side of his neck. 

Oops.

I just sat up in the chair. Looking around the room while the two left. 

A smirk came on my lips as I tried to use my magic. Note 'Tried'. I couldn't even get my eye to light up. 

My eyes widened with realization. The collar they put on me. It must be one of the magic restriction collars made by the humans. 

They took it into precaution to make sure they had a way to stop Monsters from using their magic.

The door opened and the sound of walking filled the room. I looked towards the door. 

The guy in black came back, and pushed his hood back. His eyes were a light blue color. He walked over and placed a gun down on the table in front of me.

"Well, well, well. What have we here? Luna Shadow if I recall. Oooh I'm really scared." He said, sarcasm clear as day in his voice.  

I kept my eyes on him, face clear of all emotion. 

"Now you're gonna listen to what I say and you are going to do as I say. Got it? Good. Now tell me about your group." He says walking around the table. 

I stay quiet and watch his every move. He seemed to get a bit frustrated at my action. 

He walked in front of me and looked at me. His eyes shining with rage. His crazy smile was enough to give someone nightmares. 

He picked up his arm and punched me clean across my face. I could feel the familiar warm liquid run from my nose with the second punch. 

Only now did I notice that my jacket wasn't on me.

What happened before this? How did I get here.

I know this isn't a dream. The pain's to real. 

I looked at him, still not saying anything. 

He walked behind me and grabbed my hair, yanking my head back. 

"One more time. Tell me about your group." He said, venom dripping in every word. 

I coughed out a bit of blood from the last punch, "Go to hell."