Weight. Pain. Emptiness. Lack of feeling. Helplessness. Want for none more.
After removing my hair they proceeded to drill into my not-all-the-way numb hand, which made me have tears fall out of my eyes.
They didn't see, or rather did not care about it at all.
*zzt* *tzzt* *zzt* *tzzt* *zzt* *tzzt*
Have you ever heard someone saw a tree, and the sound it makes as it slowly slides deeper and deeper into the tree?
Thats almost exactly how that wire sounded as the made it in, then pulled from the other side of my right hand so far, then back again, until it was just right.
Next came... the breasts.
Luckily I was fully numb at this point, yet fear did cross my eyes as I watched someone take out a cloth just feet from me, and what came out as it unravelled, shocked me.
*zzt* *tzzt* *zzt* *tzzt* *zzt* *tzzt* *zzt* *tzzt*
The left hand was done.
A lady was in charge of this part, and she kept humming many different tunes. She placed each one of me, and they had to weigh a ton, or so it seemed at the time, then slowly took it off. She did this until she found the right pair...
I felt the scalpel go across my chest, creating a pocket, and I felt her place it in. Then the other side
After she was done, she took hot glue (which hurt a ton) and placed much onto my head, before slowly bringing me a mirror, and holding it out to me.
"Your gorgeous!" She said estatically, while a beautician walked in and up to me, shaping my body with make-up and the whatnot.
"We have to put 'her' under for the rest." One man said.
"Alright"
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General point of view--Three days passed in the quick bink of an eye. When all 22 of us woke up on the third day, we saw a new person infront of us.
A girl, who looked devoid of all emotion, sat at the poll where the boy who went missing was from. She wore a dark dress, which matched her dark hair, had much make-up on. She must have been a drama queen.
When anyone approached her, all she made was "hmm" "mmh" or *mhmmhm* sounds. When she opened her mouth no sound came out. She may have been a mute. Very pretty though.
"Now that everyone is gathered... please welcome 'Alice'! Hangman show now recommence!!!"
"The next person up..."
A drum roll started"Is..."
"Brianna!"
"And the special card is..."
"Wow... the cards really aren't going your way, kids..."
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HANGMAN (Book One Of 'The Collection' Series)
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