Post by October Cursay on Jan 10, 2013 22:06:03 GMT -5
A blinding white light lit her eyelids, burning her blue eyes and sending a shock brought her body. She squeezed her eyes together, hoping to block out the lights that plagued her. It seemed she could see again. As if in answer, a small beep came into hearing range, it grew louder as she came to from her recent bout of unconsciousness. She whimpered, it hurt her eyes as she dared to take a peek. She heard loud footsteps and a slamming noise. Scared, she cringed, her eyes opening wide to greet masked faces. None of them were familiar and it scared her greatly to even be in the same enclosure with such monsters.
One of the masked people held up a silver tool, it was long and sharp at the end, she let out a screech, her eyes firing up with bright fear. She knew what that was all too well. Her screams seemed to bring the strangers further into excitement as they drive the sharp needle into her exposed arm. She opened her mouth to scream out but found she could not speak. Her breath became ragged and she strained to pull herself free. Small cuffs locked her to a cold table, feet and hands as if she was a frog on a dissection table.
October was who she was. A girl of no real remembrance long or short term, but she was stable enough to remember some things.
Her white hair was sprawled out in dirty locks speckled in dark blood. She had cuts all up her arm and torso. Pain seared through her arms, agonizing to her. This was too much, she being driven off the doing board, force to dive head first Ito insanity if this carried on much longer. Tears perked and ran down her parchment skin, leaving a cleaner stripe down her dirty cheek.
Someone help me...