Chained To The Truth

Her eyes fluttered open, a sharp pain crusing through her head like an arrow. She tried to straighten herself up using her hands but they wouldnt budge, something metal was tightly gripping her wrists. She kept trying to free them, but failed and made the pain worse.

She looked around, she was in a cell, the bleak grays and the hord of metal materials around her made her dread about what had happened. Did she know why she was here? Of course not. All she could remember is walking up to her room, entering said room and getting a metal bat to the back of the head. She couldn’t know whether she had injuries on her scalp or anything, it was just pain. She looked at her legs, which were free to say the least, loose chains fitted around her ankles, making her feel like a bird in a cage, with its wing’s clipped.

She was in the middle of thought, how long had she been unconscious for, until a small clicking sound erupted from in front of her. Sh looked up to see two men with balaclavas on, in full black enter the cell and walk over to her. Her eyes widened as all the theorys of what they may do to her, flooded her brain. They removed the chains that was tying her to the floor and grabbed her arms. She tried to wiggle out of their grip but failed. “ Get of me!” She screamed, fear swallowing her whole. They just dragged her out, while she kept struggling.

They pulled her through corridors that seemed to go on forever, until they reached some doors. They knocked gently on the wood, and a voice echoed. “ Come in.” The coice was cold and harsh, it sent chills down her spine, she was still kept in the dark of what her use was. Why was she there? What was the point? She was hauled into the room, and was forced onto a chair. She sat there in disbelief, what monstrosity did she preform that led to her containment? She felt coarse ropes being tightened around her body, making her not be able to leave the chair. “ Why am I here? What did I do?” She said, looking at the two men who pulled her out of the cold cell. “ Shut her up.” The harsh voice resonated out of the dark. A peice of cloth was tied to her mouth, all her words muffled, making her sound like a mouse. She tried to free herself, even though she knew she wouldn’t be able to. She was cold, cold from the breeze that was drifting around the room, like ghosts dancing around.

The men left and many more walked in, all armed with firearms, ready for any scenario. But while she was focused on the people with guns, she didn’t notice a man walk up to her. She turned to him, her eyes locking with his. He was wearing a suit, like he was going to see the King or something like that. His icy eyes locking with hers. “ Is she aware?” He asked his men. They all shook thier heads, as she spun towards all of them. “ Good, dont want ruin the surprise.” He chuckled . She felt his smirk cut her throat, she couldn’t think of anything to do or say, not as if she could anyway. All she could do is just sit there and take anything they could possible throw at her. “ Drug her for the lab. It will then be easier for them to work on her.” He said to the men ans they hooked her up to a machine, she felt a needle penetrate her neck, and watched as a tube was connected to the machine. Her eyes connected with the tube which was flowing with a clear substance. She felt the liquid inject itself into her viens. What was it? She had a slight idea, but it wasnt clear. She looked at the man who was leaving the room, and then, she started to become a bit drowsy. But in that minute, a bit turned to a lot, until she finally gave in.