(Don't) Panic

IX - Slaughter Bay

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*trigger warning:

+ slaughter + helplessness + dehumanisation +

*the full warning and list of triggers to be found in part 2

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It was with a gasp of air that she came back to her senses. The air was not clean or fresh by any standards but it was air and she could move her eyes around again. The burning on her skin had lessened, only a sting like a mosquito bite that covered all her skin remained and the burning in her lungs was appeased by the air she could inhale freely and in deep gulps thanks to her recovered control over her body. It calmed her to be back in control of something. She could touch her thumb with her forefinger. Compared to how the situation had been before this was practically elating. She was still affixed to the chain, still carted around from one torture to the next but now that she had control over her fingers again she wouldn't have to necessarily remain so.

At that point she arrived at what seemed to be a cleaning station. She was moved to one of the beings and the chain halted her in front of it. It started going over her skin with something like an aspirator, it tickled a lot but it felt good, she felt alive. When it had finished with the aspirator it began checking her legs and then her arms, examining every nook and cranny. Wherever there seemed to be something that was not to its liking it would either apply the aspirator again or something that scraped her skin and irritated it. It wasn't too bad, especially compared to the eggs. She didn't like it when it opened her mouth to yet again insert an orb into her and then inspect her oral cavity. It felt funny when the being inserted something fluttering into her ear and it downright hurt when it wrenched open her eyelids and inspected the crevice. Again it tickled when the being scraped in her bellybutton but she really wished for her strength to return to her fully when the being started to inspect the orifices between her legs. Thankfully it was done quickly and didn't linger longer than necessary to clean her there too. She had nearly forgotten about the orb that the being had forced her so swallow when it made its appearance. To her embarrassment the being put the aspirator to her sphincter just in time to capture what appeared to be all that had been left inside her entrails.

The hunger pangs were awful by now and she really hoped that she would get something to eat or drink soon, she would even have liked some of the weird water from the second sphere.

Maybe they would provide her with food at the station she was currently being taken to, the chain was dragging her along again.
When she arrived in a new section the thoughts about ice cream and sausages and cheese that had populated her mind vanished at once. The smell of blood was permeating the air and even though her vision was slightly blurred due to her lack of glasses she could still see enough to distinguish the body of a human, without skin and cut in half. Her blood ran cold and her heart started to race. She desperately tried to unclasp the shackles that chained her so as not to be taken further into this hell. It had to be hell. It was eerily quiet and smelled of blood, the only sound to be heard the cracking of bones when another body was ripped apart and a hiss when another egg closed around a new body.

She could see that there was once again the already familiar stunning mechanism and when it was her turn she managed to turn her head away a little bit so that her mind wasn't clouded. Unfortunately she had no control over her movements any longer. She was then deposited amidst three beings, one of them with a weird claw held at the ready. They congregated at her chest, one stretching the skin and the one with the weird claw approaching it in a precise manner. A moment before the being cut open her artery she understood what was about to happen and her heartrate jumped. The cut hurt immensely, more than anything she had had to endure since waking up in the first sphere. Immediately blood spilled from the stab wound as if she was a human fountain and the third being quickly strapped something to her that bit into her and sucked at her wound. She felt the life being sucked out of her literally but she was still aware enough to feel the pain from other wounds inflicted onto her by the beings in the same manner as the first but shallower. She was horrified when she slipped away from consciousness but also relieved: it was finally over. If she was to die here at least she was spared more pain. The last thing that she registered was the thing that had apparently sucked her dry was being detached from her chest.

A painless death or at least not more pain was not granted. She woke to a scalding heat wave rolling over her, cooking her skin, and when she breathed in it burned her lungs. It burned so badly that she couldn't formulate a clear thought, it was pain on the outside and pain on the inside, fear, panic, hopelessness and the idea of being burned alive that were her last thoughts.