Day 1: Lock
My body ached as I finally awoke on the hard, cool, tile floor. I don’t remember what happened, or where I am. Willing myself to move I shifted from laying on the floor to sitting up, my chest burned like crazy. I could tell I had broken something. Attempting to get my bearings I looked around.
The room was a soft white color, with two large metal beds, a sink with a small shelf overhead, and some weird machinery that I feel I've seen before but I can’t quite remember. There was a window, but it was the kind you could only look in one way. An impress set of double doors led to what I could only hope was the exit.
Trying to stand up was an undertaking in and of itself. Using the wall behind me I slowly struggled to get on my feet.Waves of pain and nausea washed over me, making me feel sicker and causing me to teeter sideways before finally standing upright. Using the wall once I again, I
awkwardly made my way toward the sink.
Reaching the sink I released what little was in my stomach, before turning on the faucet and rinsing it down the drain. I noticed there was a tiny hand mirror laying on the self. Picking it up I looked at my self. I looked like death warmed over, and I smelled like I hadn't taken a shower in weeks.
My face looked like someone had taken a razor and just started making lines wherever they felt like it.Since most of them had started scabbing over and healing, I figured I had been here quite a while.
Suddenly my hand went numb causing me to drop the mirror, I watched as it shattered into a million pieces as it hit the side of the sink and fell to the floor. I waited for the numbness to go away before making my way to the door.
The doors were locked, my hope of escape quickly vanished. A little red light above the door, that I hadn’t noticed before suddenly started blinking. The sound of footsteps could be heard outside, I had stepped back just in time as a group of people all clad in white stormed into the room.
Chasing me away from the door and pinning me in a corner, one of white uniforms came at me with a syringe full of something, while another attempted to distract me. The one with the syringe lunged at me and was able to inject me, and my world went dark.
