Chapter 4: kidnapped

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I woke up in a bed, with white walls. It made me feel so claustrophobic I couldn't hardly stand it, but I had to because I was chained up and it looked like I was in some kind of experimental bed. Suddenly, a guy walked in. He was short, had glasses, and had red hair. Good after noon Ms. Fox, I am Dr. Blakely and we need to do a couple experiments on you. "I won't give you any of my power or any of my DNA!" I shouted as loud as I could from the top of my lungs. "That won't be necessary," he said. I instantly recognized that voice! "Yo-you, were the one saying that to me! Who are you? And what do you want from me?" I said. "I'm the president of the resistance, and I take people like you, their DNA! And I also love to experiment with it so I can become the most powerful man on earth!" Dr. Blakely said. "I won't give you anything, I'd rather die than give it to you!" I said. "Well, that's very unfortunate then, because we are starting now so if there is any last words you'd like to say please say it now." "What are you exactly going to do to me?" I said timidly and curiously. The Dr. Suddenly put a sneaky smile on his face... "I'm going to torture you slowly, so I can really hear those wonderful screams of death piercing through my ears. Oh and glad your awake now because you can feel the pain even better!" Drips of sweat trickled down my face and tears fell down from my eyes. "Ok, get it over with." I said crying. He cranked up the scale of how hard it would be. Since you were not nice at first I'll give you a 5 to start with. He cranked the lever. I instantly felt pain rush through my body. I did a blood curdling scream! STOP!! It hurts please! I yelled. Oh it hurts does it? He put it on ten! My shirt was now drenched in sweat. I screamed even louder blood came through my mouth and my nose. On more notch and I'm dead I thought. He reached up his hand to crank the lever one last time. This is it, my death! I shut my eyes and prayed. Is this really your plan for me I thought to myself. As he reached out his hand for the lever, I hear a voice. Stop! Get your hands off of her now! He walked up to him and punched him only once knocking him out. He had blonde hair, blue eyes, very muscular and fairly tall. I couldn't talk since I was so much in pain but I tried to get out the word.. Thank you. I think he knew what I was trying to say. He picked me up and carried me to a room, he smiled at me then left the room.

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