r.l. - rather be numb than in pain

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After an hour of driving we reached the station. I thought they meant a police station earlier and was about to make a run for it, i was half right. It was abandoned when we got there, thank fuck. Ollander had kept me company on the drive through the empty towns. Her and Danzig took me into one of the rooms, sat me down and then questioned me. The guy we left outside seemed so familiar. It had to be him. Andy? He fits my vague description.

Ollander, Danzig and I sat at a table, myself on one side and both of them on the other. The questions were standard for these situations.

"Do you remember who you are? What's your name?"

"X" that was the only name i'd been referred to for years. When i tried to remember my real name the letter R came to mind, I've no clue why.

"Do you know how old you are?"

"twenty four."

"Do you know either of the men you saw today?"

"Barrett." I answered bluntly "The other.. I might but i could be mistaken."

"What name springs to mind?"

"Andr-" I paused "Andy.. Black."

The questions went on for over an hour before i was asked for my consent to have tests performed to see just how badly they'd fucked with my head at that place. I declined, I knew what had happened already. I even offered to tell them if they'd liked.

I was taken to another green room about a half hour later by Danzig and Ollander where conversation took a much more casual tone between the two, I wasn't paying much attention. Only after being offered a coffee did I start showing interest in what they were saying, mainly because it involved myself. The two of them droned on some more before coming to the obvious conclusion that we needed to discuss what would happen next. Again and again the conversation topic was brought back to me and I got bored, it bad been a long day. Yet here in front of me sat the coffee I'd been given, untouched. After the first few sips I began feeling drowsy. Wait, this shouldn't be happening. The two let out a small chuckle, clearly noticing what state I was in. Everything moved slowly as I lost consciousness. Shit. Those bastards drugged me.

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