I felt my self drifting in and out of conciseness as I felt my body getting dragged and lifted onto something metal. I then heard a voice that sounded soft…and sinister.
“Time to wake up my dear…” I groaned and opened my eyes slowly but I only saw darkness and then there was a flash of bright light and the room was lit. It looked like an old operating room with blood and body parts in random places. The room was lit by three hanging lamps that dangled and swung freely from the ceiling.
“Ah she’s finally awake” It was that voice again and it sounded like it came from a dark corner of the room. more lights came on and revealed three other tables. With Michael, Courtney and Jeff strapped to each one. They were awake with Jeff and Courtney having scared looks on there faces with Michael trying escape.
“Guys…where are we!?” Jeff asked.
“Why your in the hospital…” We then looked to where the voice came from and a man walked out of the darkness.
“Well more like under it.” He walked to a table with surgical tools.
“W-why are we h-here?” I asked fearfully. It’s just something about him that shakes me to the core.
“Why your here so you can help me with my research.” I started breathing rapidly and my eyes widened.
“What research?” Michael asked as he tried to keep his composure.
“How much pain the human body can stand before death.” He then wheeled the surgical tools over to Jeff and picked up a scalpel.
“Your first…” Jeff then started to plead with the madman, begging to be let go. The man just ignored his pleas and cut his stomach open slowly as Jeff screamed in pain and tears streamed down my face. I saw that Courtney was crying as well but Michael had a horrified expression on his face. The man started to take Jeff's organs out and after fifteen minutes of torture Jeff had coughed up blood for the last time before dieing.
“Now for you young lady.” He then wheeled over to Courtney with her crying histaricaly. I closed my eyes so I couldn’t see the same horror. After twenty I opened my eyes and saw Courtney take her last breath.
“Looks like she lasted longer than the weakling.” He then wheeled over to Michael
“Now for y-“ He was interrupted by growling noises. The three of us looked to where the noises where coming from and we saw one of those demented dogs that we had encountered before but…he looked exactly like the dog that was with Michael and I.
“Well it looks like the little pouchy came to save his masters.” He then uttered a laugh that sent a chill up my spine but he was interrupted by the dog pouncing him. I saw the scalpel fly through the air and I saw where it was headed…an old electrical box. The dog got off the man and I saw that his throat was ripped out.
“Th Bastard deserved it…” I heard Michael say and after he said that I saw the scalpel fly into the electrical box. It caught on fire on contact and the fire started to spread.
I then started to struggle along with Michael and after a few minutes He got one of his hands free. He eventually unstrapped himself and unstrapped me after he got off the table.
“We have to get out of here but how!?”
