Truth Or Dare; Live Or Die

Chapter Five: Untitled

I stared up at the ceiling. Everything that has happened today doesnt seem real. At first, the headaches were coming here and there, but they got stronger. And more frequent. Then, just recently, the dreams began. Thats when I would have random blackouts. Because I didnt want anyone to think I was completely crazy, I never told anyone. But, now, I have to tell the doctors. And pray that they dont think Im crazy.

"You called for me, Ms. Smith?" Dr. Transon said.

"I actually think I have something that you could add into your diagnosis. But, its going to sound a little... strange. You may even think Im crazy. But its best you should know." I said, raising up with the help of Scott and Noah.

"Well.. if you think it helps. Then please explain, what is it?" The doctor said.

I lifted up my gown again, stopping just above my scar.

"This, happened when I was 12 or 13. But, I dont remember what had happened. No one has told me anything about it, they only say they dont know. They get nervous when I bring it up. But for maybe, I dont know, a month now, Ive been having these dreams." I said.

The doctor examined the large scar. It was circular, about the size of a man's palm. He then pressed down on it, which began to hurt. I grabbed his arm, and then let go quickly.

"I-Im sorry.. it hurts when it is touched or pressed on..." I said.

"I see. Later, please explain what has happened in these dreams of yours. This looks more like a bite scar than anything else. Are you sure that you know absolutely nothing about it?"

"Yes, sir."

"Alrighty. Ill come stop by in the morning. Get some rest. If they want, we can bring some blankets in for your friends if they stay overnight." The doctor walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

I stared at the scar. A bite? It does kind of look like a teeth wound, but more of an animal's teeth than a person. And it hurts to the slightest touch. I could feel my boyfriend and bestfriend staring at me. Sighing, I looked up at them.

"Dreams?" Scott asked.

"Bad.. dreams." I said.

"What happened in your last dream?" Noah said, sitting down beside my hospital bed.

Remembering, it made me feel the pain again. I was going to fall back into another nightmare. Falling back against my pillow, my head made me feel like I could puke. My vision again blurred. Its happening again, I thought. Let it happen.. let.. it... happen...

I jolted upright suddenly against my head restraints. No one was around at the moment, from what I could tell. There was no use in moving or resisting anything, I was bound so tight I couldn't move a single inch. My mouth felt dry, my stomach empty. Footsteps rang out, coming from the hallway just outside the door. I rolled my head the other way, waiting to see who would come in to torture me today. The same man as before. Tall, broad, and deep-voiced. "Howre you feeling today, sweetheart?" he asked me. I shook my head, with little luck. The man laughed. He walked over to one of the medical cabinets and opened it. His name... I thought. He took out another needle, one of many to come for today. I received atleast 6 painful shots a day, all seeming to mess with my nervous system and thinking process. It caused huge waves of pain, and it was suffering. He came next to me, wiping my arm clean with alcohol. I whimpered, wanting to scream no. Feeling the needle pierce skin, I readied myself for what pain will come.

Pain. It shot up my arm, down my upper body, and it all went into my legs. I tried pulling my arms out of the restraints, which were feeling looser than normal. Weird. I waited until the man left the room, waited until I heard the sound of the door locking. After making sure they were gone, I pulled against the restraints, which came undone. My hands were finally free. I went to loosen my neck restraint when someone burst in.

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Heyo, Ster here. Hope you guys are enjoying my story so far ^-^ Its been really fun writing this,  and I have plenty more in mind for you. Have a gr8 day!

~Star