Truth Or Dare; Live Or Die

Chapter Three: Dream?

Noah shut the door. "I have a plan, bu we're gonna have to come back later to do it."

"What.. 'plan'.. do you mean?" Scott asked.

"You'll see, just trust me. We'll need to come back after the movie theatre is closed."

Scott gave me an uncertain look and took his seat beside Mario and Jason. I sat down beside Sami, and the movie began.

Halfway through, I started to fall asleep. I leaned against Noahs shoulder. I slowly dozed off as the movie faded out of sight, all sound began to disappear.

"She isnt gonna make it", they said. Voices filled my head. My mouth felt dry and sticky, like I have been asleep for a long, long time. I slowly opened my heavy lids as the voices became clearer. "She'll die within a week," more voices rang out. Are they talking about me? Is something happening? W-where am I? Am I... dead? Whats going on...

"Shes starting to wake up," the voice said. I felt something pinch into my arm. I slowly moved my heavy head to the side. A hypodermic needle stuck from my arm, marked "Med". Pain began to flood to my body, but I couldn't flinch or recoil against it. My head began to hurt. Worse than a migraine. Black dots appeared in front of my vision. I whimpered and yelled. I screamed about the pain. Just then, I heard a familiar voice calling me. "Star, wake up!" It yelled. A satisfying coldness swooped over me. I whimpered-

"STAR WAKE UP NOW!" Scott yelled. I sat upright quick, my head beating a pulse of pain.

"Where.. am I? What just happened?" I said, a look of confusion over my face.

"Well, you fell asleep on me, and then your forehead started warming up. I thought you were running a fever. Then you fell on the floor. You were gripping your head and screaming about someone hurting you.." Noah said.

"I-I was dreaming.. I think. I was restrained down to a table.. they were sticking needles into my arms.. it hurt.. it was like it was really happening." I shivered, then another wave of pain rushed over me. I began to fall back, all sound and feeling faded. My eyesight fuzzed, then it was all black. I was back inside my dream.

"If she cannot learn to control the pain by the end of the week, she is going to die", voices said. This time, I heard a deeper voice. It was scarier, like they wanted me to die. What is happening to me? Why do I feel so much pain? I pulled against the restraints that held me down to the cold metal table. "Shes trying to get up," they said, "But if she does rise up, she'll only fall back down. Dont let her up." Anxiety then set in. I felt my chest tighten and I could hear my blood rushing through my ears. My eyes widened, but I could barely see. I was having an anxiety attack, but it felt more like a seizure. My chest heaved, and I screamed. My heartbeat raced, I could blood coursing my body. People in labcoats rushed around me, then I felt something go inside of my neck. I tried to turn around. A needle, marked "Sedative", was being drilled into my neck, and I felt calm. Still, the question surged my head. Where was I, and what was happening? Someone pulled me by my dark hair, forcing my head to slam against the cold table. Something was strapped around my neck, and when I tried to sit up, I was pushed back down.

What was happening!!??