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Makaylas POV

The paramedics stabbed me with some needle injecting medicine in my arm causing my body to become limp. Then they carried me into the ambulance and strapped me down to a strange bed in the middle of the ambulance. My heart beat violently, I felt as if I was in sleep paralysis knowing I couldn't move, but I knew it wasn't it was completely real and with people not ghosts. I saw my mom through the corner of my eye smiling with a creepy grin. "Don't worry honey, you'll be 'fixed' soon!" And they closed the doors. My mothers figure the last person I saw before I drifted into a sickly drugged sleep.

I woke up in a dark room, a man sitting at a faintly lit computer next to me. Drugs were flowing through my body so everything was blurry and my thoughts were scrambled. But I remembered seeing the look of sadness and fear wiped on Kaylyns face as I got stabbed with a needle being injected with paralysis drugs. My heart hurt thinking about her, I hope Kaylyn read he note I gave her earlier.

I tried moving my wrist but I realized that I was being held down my leather constraints that went around my wrists, ankles, and waist. The man at the computer next to me looked over his shoulder towards me, as he heard me try to move. I instantly closed my eyes hoping he didn't see that I was awake. "There's no need to fake Makayla, I know your awake." The man said in a low voice. I flinched as he turned around and started at me with his evil green eyes, the only part of his face you could see through the medical mask that covered half of his face.

He stood up and walked towards me holding a syringe filled with a transparent pink liquid. "It will take a week for you to forget your love." He said chuckling. Each step he took made me  nauseous a bitter taste forming at the back of my mouth. I closed my eyes as he got closer and put his hand on my shoulder. Why did my mom do this! I though, that stupid lady. How is she even my mother I thought wincing from a stinging pain in my shoulder. I opened my eyes to see the man walking away with the syringe empty the liquid now flowing throughly blood stream. Kaylyn I thought, but soon the memories started fading away. The 'antidote' already kicking in...

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