Out of My Mind - Newt X Reader

The Voices

I felt a sharp pain in my left arm. It was so painful, I felt the need to scream, but nothing happened. 

Everything was black. I couldn't move, speak, or think clearly, I could only hear and feel. As fast as a gun being shot, the lights flashed on and I could see everything. 

People in white coats, equipment, windows, rooms, me strapped in a chair. Was I being kidnapped? Clearly not. There were people surrounding me, and I was freaked out. I tugged my hands and tried to get them out of the buckles that restrained them, but it was no use. I suddenly but uncontrollably screamed at the top of my lungs every couple of seconds . My throat was dry and sore, and I tried to talk, but I couldn't, or at least not very well. 

A familiar man with brown hair and a white coat walked towards me, smirking. I squeezed these words out of my mouth, "I will end you and all of the people in here. I will burn this..TORTURE LAB to the ground and will escape.." I said, my eyes ptray of scalpels and syringes next to the chair I was sitting in. The man responded with, "Not in this condition you won't. We will run tests on you and all of the infected until we find a cure...or until you die." The man smirked. Infected? I don't know what he's talking about. 

Slowly, the man creep towards me and grab a large syringe from the tray next to me. My eyes went wide. "Please..please don't hurt me. I'll do..anything.." I said weakly. The doctor paused in thoughts for a moment. 

Quickly, I grabbed the syringe with my teeth, stabbing it into the doctors right arm. The man fell into the tool tray next to me, causing the tools to fall to the ground. One scalpel fell into my lap. This is my chance, I thought. I bent down, trying to reach the scalpel with my teeth before the men and woman in the coats realized what was going on. 

I leaned forward with all of my might, the buckles still restraining me. After a couple of tries, the scalpel successfully was in my teeth. I brought up my arm, trying to take the scalpel from my mouth, but there was no success. I took a chance and tried dropping the scalpel behind my back f my hands. It's crazy....but it just might work, I thought. I turned my head as far as I could to try and see my tied up hands. I slowly released the scalpel from my mouth and dropped it. My heart skipped a beat. The scalpel fell into my hands....blade first. I scrunched my face up in pain and almost dropped the scalpel, but I got control of myself. You can do this, Y/N, you've had worse.I cut at the buckles as fast as I could, which still wasn't very fast. After a solid minute of cutting the buckles, I heard loud, running footsteps coming towards my door.

 I went into panic mode and cut the last buckles as fast as I could. When the last buckle clanked against the tile floor, I grabbed a pocket knife from a desk in the room and blocked the door with a broom that was leaning against the wall, covered in an oddly red sticky substance.

 I looked around the room, confused when all of a sudden people started banging on the door and yelling. I kept walking backwards, scoured in fear. I felt my bear back touch the glass window, but before I could process what was going on, the glass behind me gave out. Within seconds, I was falling seven stories with glass shards in my back. 

P.S. I just took a little bit to add on to this chapter and make it..better? Idk. Please vote and comment for more! Also! I'm doing a new vine of the day thing. Today's vine is: "Honey, you got a big storm coming." Please check in for more! <3 IB