Fentanyl E001: The Mysterious Experiment (Book 1: Completed)

22: A Journey to Redemption

Nisha's Point of View

I blinked open my eyes and found myself in the woods near Greenhills, a familiar location. Confusion washed over me as I tried to figure out why I was here and what had happened.

"Die!" A chilling voice echoed through the woods, sending shivers down my spine. The voice seemed distant, and I couldn't discern whether it was a dream or a vision.

Curiosity compelled me to investigate the source of the voice. I walked cautiously, following the sound until I reached the gate of Greenhills. There, I saw a girl dressed in a hospital gown, clutching a knife in her blood-stained hands. Beside her lay a dying dog, severely injured.

"You must perish, monster!" The girl screamed once more, her voice filled with anger and pain.

Confused and concerned, I tried to make sense of the situation. Was she referring to me as the monster? Why was she holding a knife? I couldn't fathom what had led to this intense moment of confrontation.

As I woke up in the hospital bed, I quickly realized that the encounter in the woods must have been some sort of hallucination or vision. There was no one in the laboratory room, and I swiftly removed all the tubes and devices attached to my body.

Without wasting a moment, I left the hospital room and found myself in a peaceful hallway. I knew I had to act fast to save her. I couldn't let anything or anyone stop me. I was certain that she was also a participant in the Fentanyl Experiment, and I had an overwhelming urge to rescue her.

Determined, I hurried outside, not caring about the curious glances from people as I ran. It didn't matter that I was dressed simply in a basic dress and my bare feet were exposed. All that mattered was reaching the location of Greenhills as quickly as possible.

This wasn't a dream; it was real, and I was driven by an unyielding desire to save her. I pushed forward, running with all my strength, hoping that I wouldn't be too late.

I stood at the exact location where I had been in the dream. The scene played out just as it did in the vision. The young lady was there, holding a knife, and her hands were stained with blood, just as I had seen earlier.

As she raised the knife to harm the dog, I didn't hesitate to intervene, running towards her. In my attempt to stop her, she inadvertently stabbed my hand. But thanks to the successful Fentanyl Experiment, there were no serious injuries, and I could endure the pain.

"Nosy!" She yelled at me, clearly angered by my interference. She noticed the blood from my hand but seemed puzzled that there were no other wounds. I could tell that she was struggling with internal demons, fighting against the monsters in her mind.

"Can you tell me who you are?" She asked, her voice tense. I looked into her eyes, understanding the torment she must be going through. The Fentanyl Experiment had taken its toll on her, and her emotions seemed to overpower her rationality.

As I took a step backward, I realized that I could somehow read her thoughts. I knew she intended to attack me with the knife once more. Judging by her appearance, it was clear that she had escaped from the hospital. Her disheveled hair, lack of shoes, dirty toes, and torn hospital gown painted a picture of her chaotic state.

Despite her serious demeanor, I remained calm, waiting for her next move. I felt an inexplicable confidence that I could help her, that I could cure her from whatever was tormenting her.

She positioned herself, and I could see that she was a well-trained woman with sharp reflexes. I braced myself for her attack, ready to implement the strategy I had in mind. Whatever was happening to her, I knew that I had to try and reach her, to show her that I was there to help and not to harm.