The Winchester Sister

Chapter 34 - Torn and Frayed

A year and a half since I'd been kidnapped.  A fuckin' year in this particular facility. 52 Weeks. 365 Days. 8760 Hours. 525600 Minutes. I can't even calculate how many seconds, too many figures. I would have to do that significance shit that I haven't done since I left school. A bright light turns on above me. Here we go again. More experiments on my body, more healing to do for the next week. The latest experiment on my body left me in a constant pain and my stitching almost tore every time I moved. It was on the back of my neck. According to them, after my 20th escape attempt, they put a tracking device in the back of my neck, so, they know where I am. So, not only do I have to try and escape but I have to remove the tracking device. I'm so highly dosed on tranquilizers that I'm exhausted most the time. These people were also hunters in their own right and had every single warding you could think of to keep people from finding me if they knew what happened. I doubt Sam knows I'm kidnapped or he would have come for me by now. The door to my cell unlocks and Dr. Smythe walks in. "Are you ready for the day, Ms. Winchester?" He says in the same monotone German accent. Did I mention he was German? 

"No." I sass him and he gives me a creepy smile. 

"Now, now, Ms. Winchester." He taunts. "I thought you would have learned by now that you don't say 'no'."

"Verpiss dich, Goebbels." I retort and he raises an eyebrow. 

"You compare me to Goebbels?" He asks. 

"You are really only the speaker for Dr. Diefenbach," I answer. "Like Goebbels was for Hitler." He laughs. 

"You compliment me, Mädchen." He replies. 

"Because my mission is to congratulation The Thule," I mutter sarcastically and he laughs again before stopping. 

"Now, Ms. Winchester, enough chit-chat, it's time for your appointment with Dr. Diefenbach." I gulp and he straps me down to the gurney before wheeling me down the corridor. I'm pushed through the steel door and positioned in front of Dr. Diefenbach as the door is locked with 10 separate locks. 

"Hallo, Ms. Winchester." Dr. Diefenbach greets with a scary smile. "I'm afraid that this is going to be our last session. You see, even with magic at our disposable, we cannot access your powers. So, rather than you be on the other side, you will die." I widen my eyes. "Don't worry, dear. All I'm going to do is open your chest and let you bleed out while examining your heart as it slows down to a stop." He pauses for a moment as he gets a scalpel and I begin to fiddle around with my straps. I ain't sitting around waiting to die. He gets closer and closer, and I finally get my right-hand strap free. I stop his arm and headbutt him which causes him to fall down in pain. I grab the big knife from the table and chop the straps on the other side before slitting Dr. Smythe's throat who was coming at me in anger. I get up from the gurney and slit Dr. Diefenbach's throat before sighing in relief. Luckily, it was only those two in the room. I immediately get a mirror and look at the back of my neck. I could see a faint lump that was glowing red. I place the mirror on a shelf; and get the scalpel, tweezers, needle, thread, and dressing before placing them down. This is going to hurt. I bite on my tongue as I cut open the back of my neck. After, carefully, digging around, I pull the device out with the tweezers and place it on the desk. I begin to stitch it up and douse it in alcohol but dressing it in a gauze. I steal antibiotics from his desk and place them in my pocket. I'll take them when I'm far away from this hell hole. I take Dr. Diefenbach's and Dr. Smythe's keys and their weapons for protection before tying them up with rope. They had some weird but useful shit down here. I begin to unlock the steel door and go through before closing it behind me. I sneak along the corridor, trying to avoid personnel of The Thule. After a few near misses, I make it to the exit and peek through it. I had to get through a few armed guards and a caged electric fence. I guess I could take them out one by one? I could see an opportunity coming when one of the guns who was guarding the caged fence came through the door, I grab him from behind and slit his throat before hiding the body in the cupboard. I steal his uniform and his machine gun, and the hat which was, basically, covering his face and march outdoors. I stand on the side of the fence that he was on. A person who looked like a general marched over. I salute as does the officer next to me.