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『 seven. AN EXPERIENCE I WOULD NOT RECOMMEND 』
THERE WAS A DULL ACHE IN HER SHOULDER. And her head hurt slightly. It felt like she was burning from the inside out, like a sudden heat flash but worse. Her body felt as though it had been tossed around and fallen from a tower. Everything felt painful as she woke, and she couldn't tell what had been the real reason she woke up. She tried moving her arms or legs but then realized how something was holding her to a metal slab, or at least, that's what it felt like. A pain or a loud noise because there were many loud noises echoing around her sleeping body, uncaring about how they woke her up. For a second she wondered if this was what a hangover felt like, but concluded that this was ten times worse. But, the optimistic, glass half full side of her said, at least she was alive.
After a few minutes of hovering between unconsciousness and consciousness, images swimming in and out of focus, she managed to crack an eye open, immediately noticing how the room was dimly lit and there weren't many people in there. It also seemed to be some sort of metal containment. Machines working all around her and she did her best to identify them but her head was pounding. She tried shaking her head, as though that would make it go away, and tried moving more of her body. Upon looking down though, she noticed she was correct, with metal bondages on her arms and legs, keeping her upright on some sort of metal slab.
"Well, look who finally woke up." A voice said, and groggily she turned to see the same man who has shot her and she groaned.
How the hell had she ended up in this situation again?
"I'm a heavy sleeper." She said, resting back against the thing holding her, feeling her body still feeling like a furnace and questioning why but then deciding to focus on finding a way out of this, flexing her fingers and clenching her hands at her sides.
The man hummed and began to walk around more. "You must be," he chuckled, "You said some crazy shit when you were receiving the first two injections but otherwise you took Extremis like a champ. Better than most of my other subjects have in fact. Makes me wonder if you're just special or we just needed someone younger to go ahead administer the injections too." He said.
Hallie felt her head swimming at his words, feeling more confused than when she first woke up and her eyebrows furrowed together as she asked, "Injections?"
"Oh yeah," the man said. "While you were out we started to, you know," he walked over and tapped the IV she only now noticed was in her arm causing her to realize what had happened when she was asleep. What he was talking about.
