#33

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I notice that a strange gas began filling the room through the vents- I started to feel dizzy. Seconds after, everything went black. ..I wake up and hear someone entering the room. I couldn't move. Was I paralyzed? I was unsure. Thoughts flooded my head as I felt that same man from yesterday put a collar and leash on my neck. I saw a brief label- "#33"? What the fuck?! I was taken to some room- it was large, however I learned at that moment that I was right about not being the only victim. A few strangers approached me, I tried so hard to move however I was unsuccessful. They had syringes and..saws..?! I felt like I was going to be sick. I noticed that the saw had blood on it. Oh god, please don't tell me they're planning on using it on me. One of them goes down on one knee and injects me with a serum of some sort. I try pleading them to stop, but I could only manage to make out, "N-..No..." Afterwards, I was brought back to that same room I slept in. They open the door and toss me back into the room, my whole body was aching. I don't know what the hell they injected into me- but at least I'm not feeling anything right now other than the pain from being thrown around. Fuck, it hurt. Long hours passed by, someone walked in with a plate of food and a bowl of water. The stranger placed them down in front of me, then exited the room with no words. I was paralyzed, and they knew..My stomach growled from just looking at the dishes, it wasn't much, but I felt starving. I eventually grew tired and fell fast asleep.