Insanes

Chapter 13

I woke up and the first thing I saw was a bright fluorescent light. My arms and legs were tied tight against the hard table I was on. Where the hell am I? I tried breaking free but I winced at the pain. I looked at my wrists and they were now red with rug burn. I see they still use ropes.

I laid there for a long time before I heard the door open and heard a voice I do not want to hear right now.

"Ahh, I see you're up." Mr. Oliver's bright and smiling face appeared around the door.

"Untie me. Now." He just laughed.

"Ana, you do realize you are special. You are unlike anybody else in this place. That is why you are dangerous. We need to remove whatever is making you stand out as soon as possible." Then his face grew serious and the smile was gone. "There is a 50/50 chance you will make it out alive. Whether you cooperate or not, I can make that chance much slimmer. I'm done being fake around you, trying to get your trust. It obviously is not working. So why not just rid you of that evil and we can be good friends?" He ran his fingers along my arm and I flinched at his touch.

"Get your filthy hands off of me!" He simply laughed and caressed my face.

"Anastasia, you are simply beautiful. I almost feel pity for hurting you." At that moment, I bit his hand when it came close enough and he yelled.

"Ahh, you fucking animal!"

"Let me go or I will fucking end you."

"Never! You are too important. Too dangerous. It is I who will end you, Anastasia. Right now." He left the room and closed the door behind him. I started to panic. Then I started to scream. For help, for Thorn, anybody who can hear me. But to no avail.

Mr. Oliver came back in with a needle. I froze. I am terrified of needles.

"I'm sorry to have to do this. But I can't have you telling everybody what is about to happen. This is going to put you into a deep sleep." With that, he put the needle to my arm and I flinched. I shut my eyes tight right when the door busted open. The needle went in my arm and I felt a cooling sensation. My vision started getting blurry and I started drifting away. I saw a dark figure smack the needle out of Mr. Oliver's hand and then punch him. Mr. Oliver fell to the ground with a loud thump. Before my vision faded completely, I saw a pair of dark eyes inches away from mine, full of worry and panic, and I whispered,

"Thorn.." And then I was asleep.