Jack sat in the middle of the room, on the floor with his legs crossed, fidgeting with his fingers.
He heard a voice coming from the speaker in his room.
The voice began to ask speak.
"Patient 2345?"
Jack then lifted his head up
"It's jack. But yes?"
"Great, you're responsive." The voice said in sarcastic tone.
"How're you feeling mr.Nichols?"
"Why do you care? Why am I here, I've done not a single thing wrong."
The monotone voice paused for a second as if the person behind it checked their notes.
"We've heard that you refuse to eat anything but kidneys. Human kidneys that is."
Jack furrowed his eyebrows and deepened his voice, making himself sound almost demon-like.
" satisfying my hunger is what got me here? I bet you're a m-"
The eyeless man got cut off by the person over the speaker.
"Calm down Jackson. I just need you to answer my question. After that, we'll go our separate ways and only talk on occasions."
Jack growled."it's jack, not Jackson.
And How about you use an anesthetic instead of chloroform next time you try to knock me out, mh? Maybe even Xanax or..GHB. I wouldn't feel as sick as I do now."
The bodiless voice hummed.
"You're very informed on medicines and general anesthetics."
The auburn haired man nodded his head "I've given you your answer. now piss off, will you?"
"Alright. Until next time.untill.. next time." The voice chuckled mysteriously and ended the call.
