Reagan's pov
I stared, terrified at the man who looked sic. I glared at him,then at his friends. " Your fucking sic!" I said to him and he smiled. " Yes,Yes I am.".
I hugged and he looked at me,his eyes unreadable,his hand grabbed my chin as his eyes inspected me,as though I was an object.
" You seem rather tough for a healer." He said,I stayed silent.
Then a high pitched scream of pain rang throughout the room. My eyes widened in fear as the screams came to a sudden stop.
The three men laughed and the guy let go of my chin. " Harris,take her to cell 213, we have calls to make." He said and the guy nodded.
• time skip three weeks•
Day 23, July 2nd,Year: 3056 Time: 12 am Patient: Reagan Hills.
Age: 17
Hair: Honey Blonde
Eye: Brown
Subjected to: 3 shocks a week, one random pill a day,is to be put to sleep at 1am, woken up at 10 am.
Send to basement if needed.
Hostile level : 27%
Special Ability: Healing, can heal large or small injuries which is rare.
Case: Still waiting for the Nomads to answer, still have all of class 22 b captured.
None dead,all of them seem to be obedient.
Patient bar code: 1058946
Thank you, sleep Tomer goes off in 24 minutes. Goodnight 1058946
End of day.
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Mystery / Thrillernote: this story has horror mystery and other shit that may scare people you have been warned also to add a cute-ish thing these people have powers ( no not ridiculously powerful) Reagan Hills, A healer but also melee fighter. 3 days earlier-- " it...
