Asylum [Dust X Horror] (Collab with me and BlueTechLunatic34)

Chapter 10

Recap:

"Wow, Dust. Are you sure that you're the same murderous skeleton that we had kidnapped at the beginning? Oh well, Horror was the same way. Heck, you've always been a fighter, huh?" The doctor asked, leaning onto Horror' s shoulder. Horror tried getting away, but was unable to do much. He eventually just stayed, shivering in fear. The doctor turned his attention back to Dust.

"Anyways. Now that I've answered all that I have patience for, it's time for you to attempt my challenges. Ok, head out the door you just entered from. I'll have a speaker direct you from there. And don't worry. I'll take GOOD care of Horror."

Recap End (jesus, it wuz a long one.)

"I...." Dust hesitated for a few moments, then nodded slowly, casting one last glance at Horror, then walking from the room, his eyes downcast.

The doctor and Horror left Dust's view, as the hallway was rentered. From above, a speaker stated, "Head left at the first turn. The room 314 is the one you are to head into. I repeat, room 314."

Dust wound his arms around himself as he walked, digging his fingertips into himself, taking the left turn when he reached it, as instructed.

The door was in view, a dark grayish mass that took up a small wall. It had an eye carved into it, and it read, '1.' If Dust hadn't experienced everything from earlier, than this could easily be in his top scary images.

Dust frowned slightly, pausing.

'Room 314, right..?' he thought hesitantly, continuing cautiously, his arms still wrapped tightly around himself.

At the bottom edge of the door had the number 314, but no other confirmation. Hopefully Dust had followed the instructions right.

Dust frowned, gazing at the number warily. He didn't want to cause Horror any more pain by misinterpreting the instructions.

'He probably hates me already for doing that. I'm the reason he was hurt so much.'

"Is this the fucking door that I'm supposed to go through?" he called out agitatedly, hoping that the speakers would respond.

The speakers responded after a minute. "WTF DO YOU THINK?! YES!!"

Dust smiled internally.

'I annoyed him,' he thought, feeling slightly accomplished.

He opened the door, walking through it quickly, then wrapping his arms around himself again.

The room was vast, and in it was standing the doctor, standing next to a dangerous-looking machine. He was surrounded by monsters, and he was holding a syringe. Horror was also there, trembling. He was locked in to another machine, probes jabbing into his wounded sides, wrists, and all else.

Dust halted, shaking, clutching at himself tighter to keep from attacking the doctor, not wanting to cause Horror any more pain than he had already. Tears flowed down his cheekbones as he whispered the other's name brokenly, his eye sockets wide.

The doctor growled in annoyance at Dust's tears. He pointed into the empty machine beside him. "Get in. Don't strangle. If you do, I'll make it my priority to make Horror no longer be able to feel his legs. "

Dust walked into the machine without hesitation, still clutching at himself, beyond scared, but only for Horror.

Horror shivered violently at the doctor's last comment, not moving much. The doctor locked Dust in, probes appearing around Dust. The probes around Horror only pushed harder onto his wounds, causing him to gasp in pain. The doctor stood back, admiring his 'prizes.'