*Katy’s POV*
I watch as a strange plastic object is lowered down towards my mouth. It has a pipe attached to it and looks sort of like a gas mask.
Maybe that’s’ what it is. I cant focus on it for long because the pain I am going through. It feels as if someone has their finger pressing against my heart and that my stomach is made out of needles.
The mask fits around my mouth and I watch a greeney-yellow coloured gas travel down the pipe.
“close you’re eyes and think of something nice.” Is the last thing I hear.
