Chapter 4, Page 21

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He didnt pray often; really, he didnt pray, though he was praying hard right now. He was praying for Jason to not come. He was praying for himself to die. Would they let him? Can he even die?

Michael moaned in pain, his breathing harshing.

"This one is better than the last," the doctor spoke as she injected a clear fluid via an IV drip.

He grunted out, "better?"

"Yes, better. This one will hopefully kill you."

'Yes,' Michael growled in his mind. 'I want to die.'

She smiled (looking a bit excited) as she inserted the syringe. Almost immediately, Michael's veins begain to burn. It felt like he was stuck by lightning on his hand and he was slowly burning. Michael gasped and squeaked out a silent scream. This wasn't like anything he had ever felt.

"On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate your pain?" She said it like a real question.

Michael hissed and whipped out a middle finger before his whole body went limp. It was all at once.

"Ah, that isn't what I ment to happen," she mumbled, adjusting the IV and the needle a few times. "Can you move at all, Mr. Myers?"

Michael breathed slowly, attempting to calm himself before he had a full blow panic attack. He can't move.

"Michael," she whisled as she shined a light in his eyes. "Puples reacting correctly."

Michael really wanted to punch her into the fucking wall.

"Seems like his brain is still functioning fine. Maybe it's his muscles or nervous system?"

She prodded at everything before she eventually took the needle out. She wheeled over a cart full of tools. Very sharp tools. The doctor flipped his wrist over, positioning the exacto-knife over the middle of his wrist. Michael tensed as she sliced open his arm, dark blood pooled out and onto the floor. She put more pressure, cutting through his muscle to reach his nerves. This isn't the first time she has done this.

Michael knew he should feel the worst pain ever, but the thing is that he felt nothing.

She clicked, "looks like it is your nerves. Strange, but helpful."

She sewed up the large incision, patting it after she finished wrapping it with gauze.

"Beutiful. Okay. Now we have something to restrain you with at least."

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