A held met his shoulder. Mr. Doe flinched in fear.
“You don’t want to look in there.” Behind him was Dr. Hansfill. His face was distorted in a cruel manner. This wasn’t the same person. Mr. Doe froze in fear, waiting for what the doctor would do next. Hansfill's hand went to the door and pulled it shut.
“Never, and I say never, do that again.” A bitter taste formed in Mr. Doe’s throat as had tried to push it down. He felt sick in a completely different way. The dryness in his mouth left him unable to answer as the doctor’s cold eyes stared him down. Mr. Doe felt weak and pitiful under his gaze.
The doctor took ahold of his arm and guided him back to room 207. His grip was deadly like an anaconda wrapping itself around its prey. The doctor roughly shoved him back into the room.
“Now stay.” He said as if he was scolding his dog and not a real person. He shut the door abruptly and it sealed in the doorway. Mr. Doe prepared to stand up after being pushed down, but he heard the click of a lock and key. It was official. He was trapped. The room began to swirl as Mr. Doe realized what this meant. He laid down on the cold, barren floor. His hands clenched on both sides of his head. The pain rose up like an angry fire. Mr. Doe began to weep. His tears were hard and cold.
“I must get out of here.”
(Authors note- I said tonight but I added another one right now. I will make another update later today! Love you, my readers!)
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Forgotten
Science FictionPlease just read it for one minute! It won't kill you! It's a story about a man who lost his memory after being seriously hurt. He wakes up in a hospital and... (I don't want to spoil it) Try reading it! I will keep adding updates, so look for them!
