Alleviate

al·le·vi·ate:
make (suffering, deficiency, or a problem) less severe.

Darkness is the first thing I see when I become conscious. I think maybe I'm blind, that the blow to my head took out more than I thought. I can't even remember why they hit me. Were we fighting? Who was it? Where was I before? Where am I now?

"Unfortunately, in our scientific practices we must make sacrifices."

I squint at him, trying to decipher what he is grasping that I’m not. Holly’s words playing in my head like a broken record, 'I don’t know why, but I know they will do terrible things to you, Stiles. And I’m the only thing keeping you alive.'

WARNING: This story is rated M for a reason. Violence/Gore/Sex/Rape and numerous other things. If anything is a trigger to you, be warned that most chapters in this story will be related to this.

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