The Government Vlogger

Chapter 18: Incisions

An hour later, Max slowly gains back his consciousness. The room is pitch black. Max tries to think about how he got in this position.  He does not remember much. All he remembers is him running then passing out. Max realizes that he is laying down on a hospital bed and begins to stand up. He starts to sit up but is pulled back down to the bed.

“What?” Max announces as he tried to get up again but is pulled back down on the bed.

He struggles to escape with the panic setting in. “Help!”

Then, one light turns one. The light is perfectly located above Max, revealing the ropes that are holding him hostage. It also shows Max the old, stained hospital gown he is wearing. Then, five scientists, with their worn lab coats, appear from the shadows, followed by five people wearing suits. All ten of them have on surgical masks. Each of them have a certain tool, all consisting of a blade or drill. The ten people position themselves on either side of Max. Then, emerging from the shadows at the foot of the table was none other than Sheila. She is also wearing a hospital gown and a surgical mask. She then removes the mask to speak, which also revealed her malicious grin.

“You’re a strange child, Max”

“Sheila! What’s going on? What am I doing here?” Max spills out as he continues to struggle.

Sheila continues to stand there, keeping her devilish grin on her face. “Sorry, but your friend is no longer here.”

“S! What the hell is going on? What has gotten into you?” Max asked and then a sudden realization has hit him. “Sheila! You have been brainwashed or something by these people!” Max blurts out as he gestures to the people surrounding him.

“No...I believe you are the one who has been brainwashed...for you know, a guy liking other guys is bad. We need to fix that.” Sheila stated.

Then everyone took the tools they had and got them ready to be used. Sheila, at the foot of the bed slowly pulled out a bloody knife. It was the same knife she used for Christine, but Max had no knowledge of the incident. Sheila admires the knife and smears some of the blood on it with her thumb. Max’s fear now skyrockets.

“Sheila! Snap out of it!” Max exclaims as he tries to break the ropes with the best of his ability, but the more he struggles, the tighter the ropes become. “It’s me your friend, Max!”

“How can I be friends with someone like YOU! You’re different, Max. And I do not like different. So, we must fix that.” Sheila states. The ten other people begin to inch towards Max’s exposed arms and legs.

“Woah what are you doing? Sheila? Stop!” Max pleas for mercy but recieves none.

Sheila makes the first incision into Max’s toe. Max screams in pain as Sheila slowly removes layers of Max’s skin on his toe. Then, Sheila completely removes Max’s toe. Sheila then repeats this process for the next nine toes. Max scream in pain during each slice. Then, once all of his toes are gone, Sheila moves on to his right foot and begins to remove layers of skin. When she starts to do this, the people on the sides of Max begin puncturing his arms and legs. Max could no longer take the pain. As he is about to let out his last cry for help, the doors of the room burst open.

“Max!”