captain aceti 2.0

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the bigger man grabbed me by my neck, shoving me into a metal chair as the brunette retreated to different chair across the room.

he strapped my wrists and ankles tightly against the arms and legs of the chair, then stood up and left. closing the metal door behind him.

i fought back tears, my body shaking in exhaustion and fear. how on earth did i end up here?

i slumped against the cold material, my head going limp against my shoulder as i stared at the unknown man in front of me through blurry eyes.

"patient 011,"

i furrowed my eyebrows at the name, biting my lip as more tears threatened to surface.

"i'm going to ask you some questions, your cooperation in this process is appreciated."

i turned away as a stray tear fell down my face, nodding slightly.

god, i'm going to die here.

he rolled his eyes at me, sighing slightly. "what's your name?"

"mitchell hughes." i coughed, my throat burning.

the man glared at me, straightening his posture a bit.

"speak up, i can't hear you when you're fucking mumbling." he spat, i flinched at his tone.

this man was downright terrifying, he was aggressive, and didn't look like someone who would take no for an answer.

"sorry. my name is mitchell hughes." i sniffed.

"hughes? how do you spell that?"

i glared at him in confusion, "what?"

"i asked you how you spelled your damn name! are you fucking stupid!?" he roared, annoyed.

i nodded shakily at him, staring at my lap in fear, "sorry, i uh, um, it's spelt h-u-g-h-e-s."

i just don't see why that's relevant.

the man was silent for a moment, i cocked my head at him, and was a bit taken back to find him staring intensely at me.

i awkwardly looked away, afraid he would yell at me again.

"okay, next question."

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he didn't ask me too many questions after that, which i was content about, but that didn't at all help ease my nerves.

this place was terrifying, i was always afraid.

the brunette man, which i was told to address as captain aceti, left a few minutes ago.

he told me someone would come escort me to my 'room' shortly, he told me they'd explain what my purpose here was.

whatever the fuck that meant, i had no idea.

i jumped as the door suddenly swung open, a loud bang resounding as it hit the wall.

"oh fuck, j's gonna kill me now."

i watched as a small brunette walked in and checked behind the door, almost ignoring me completely.

he played with the door a bit, making a weird face before he turned towards me, a pair of handcuffs dancing in his hands.

"so, patient 011?"

i nodded.

he nodded back, a sly grin on his face as he approached me.

"do i need these? or are you gonna cooperate like a good boy?" he laughed as he held up the handcuffs.

i shrugged at him, not wanting to speak right now.

"ha,who am i kidding, with those skinny arms of yours, you wouldn't even be able to attempt anything." he smirked, throwing the handcuffs into the corner of the room and began on undoing the straps.

i groaned as i rubbed my wrists, which had bruises littered all over the them.

the brunette watched me, as i stumbled out of the chair, unimpressed.

"alright pretty boy," he sighed, "follow me. you should be able to walk by now."

i walked slowly beside the brunette, following him out of the room and down a long corridor, up a flight of stairs, and into another room.

this room though, resembled more of a bedroom.

there was a tiny bed, a table, and a washroom.

but everything was painted white, the walls, the floor, everything. and there were no windows.

i turned to the brunette, who stared at me blankly.

he looked away with a sigh, walking into the room and closing the door behind him.

"well, patient 011, do you now what's gonna happen now?" he raised a brow at me.

i gulped, shaking my head no.

his lips tugged upwards slightly, rubbing his hands together, "we, and in we, i mean mostly aceti, will be conducting a series of experiments and tests on you!"

what?

"we will explain more if you pass, and for your sake, i hope you do."

"why? w-what happens if i fail?" i asked uncertainly.

the brunette smirked sadistically, "you die."