Reality Glasses

Chapter 3

"What's with all the beeping sounds?" I thought to myself as I saw the blue coat, wild white haired Scorcher take me into a different room.

Where am I, am I even alive I think to myself. This room was not like any room I've ever been in before, it was a room almost as if it was surrounded by metal instead of wooden walls. I feel uncomfortable and very lonely, I curl up in a ball to try and avoid the freezing cold temperature but it doesn't work.

There's nothing in the room except me, the Scorcher and the hard, cold, metal table that I lay on. I am strapped to it, there is a belt around my chin connecting to the table, a stiff, fabric strap around my chest and arms, another strap around my legs, and one more strap around the top of my forehead. I can't move, I can barely even breath for goodness sakes.

What was he going to do to me? I am frightened by the overwhelming scent of medicine and sprays.

The Scorcher walks closer and closer to me, soon he is towering right over me. As soon as he is close enough I start kicking but my legs are held back by the strap, he sees my action and grabs my ankles so hard I think he cut off the circulation. I roll around violently in the little space I have between myself and the straps, the air around me is freezing cold.

I smell a weird vicious smell that clogs my nose. I hear the Scorcher's steps pound against the hard, white, tile floor. I see a gigantic bright blue spray bottle coming closer and closer to my eyes. What was he going to do to me?

Finally he presses the button down on the top of the spray bottle and it sprays, the toxic spray burns my eyes. I quickly squeeze my eyes shut as hard as I can but it is no use. It burns! It feels like my eyes are melting away from my eye sockets. He sprays it again although harder, I try to roll onto my front. The pain has run to my stomach, I can't hear anything except the cries of my own scream.

I feel a rough hand hold me in place making sure that I don't move, I somehow know it's another Scorcher, it happens again. This time I can feel it, feel it ache more than before. It is pain I have never felt. It is not only pain on the outside, it is pain on the inside as well.

I feel angry and hopeless, I can only smell the terrible stench of the spray. I feel a cold, soft tear run down my cheek, then another, then another, I try my best to blink them away. I want my real mother, I want the horrific ache to go away.

My eyes start to close and for the first time I let them, that's all I remember.