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I woke with a startle, cold water being thrown into my face. I squinted, taking in a breath.
"We need you awake for this, honey" The woman who kidnapped me said.
"W-what?" i was shaking, that water was cold as fuck.
The woman ignored my niave question. i took in the room i was in. It was cement, barely anything in it. i was tied up in what looked like a regular dining room chair. An IV was plugged into my wrist, and the light blinded him. There was a new face, a man. He had scars around his mouth, representing a smile. i shuddered, it reminded me deeply of the joker. Only this man was dressed in a black shirt, black waistcoat, black pants, and black shoes. Guy sure liked black.
The woman, however, was wearing full red, had blonde hair, and red lipstick. She was middle-aged, and i cringed at the fact that this woman mouth-raped me. The two of them seemed to be setting up the IV, and there was also an open suitcase full of syringes on the floor.
"What are you doing?" I groggily asked.
"You're going to be asleep for a long time" The woman sent me a warm smile, leaving me with an uncomfortable feeling.
"What does that mean?"
"Gerard, You're going to be in a coma"
I started panicking then, struggling with my restraints. I started to yelp and cry as the man started to pick a syringe out of the suitcase.
"Hurry up! the poor boy is going to have a heart attack!" The woman shouted at the man.
The man quickly picked out a syringe, sticking it in my neck. I was full on crying, sobbing, the full noises and all. I felt a cold liquid seep into my neck, and instantly felt sick. I struggled viciously, shocking the woman. I started to grow tired, but i still carried on struggling until the end. And even as i felt myself slip away, i let out a cry for help. But that was all i could do.
"We need you awake for this, honey" The woman who kidnapped me said.
"W-what?" i was shaking, that water was cold as fuck.
The woman ignored my niave question. i took in the room i was in. It was cement, barely anything in it. i was tied up in what looked like a regular dining room chair. An IV was plugged into my wrist, and the light blinded him. There was a new face, a man. He had scars around his mouth, representing a smile. i shuddered, it reminded me deeply of the joker. Only this man was dressed in a black shirt, black waistcoat, black pants, and black shoes. Guy sure liked black.
The woman, however, was wearing full red, had blonde hair, and red lipstick. She was middle-aged, and i cringed at the fact that this woman mouth-raped me. The two of them seemed to be setting up the IV, and there was also an open suitcase full of syringes on the floor.
"What are you doing?" I groggily asked.
"You're going to be asleep for a long time" The woman sent me a warm smile, leaving me with an uncomfortable feeling.
"What does that mean?"
"Gerard, You're going to be in a coma"
I started panicking then, struggling with my restraints. I started to yelp and cry as the man started to pick a syringe out of the suitcase.
"Hurry up! the poor boy is going to have a heart attack!" The woman shouted at the man.
The man quickly picked out a syringe, sticking it in my neck. I was full on crying, sobbing, the full noises and all. I felt a cold liquid seep into my neck, and instantly felt sick. I struggled viciously, shocking the woman. I started to grow tired, but i still carried on struggling until the end. And even as i felt myself slip away, i let out a cry for help. But that was all i could do.
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