Sunday, February 19, 2006

Episode 9: Contact

I can't move my legs..
Can't move my arms..
I'm paralyzed.

It's like he was drugged.. Which made him lose his ability to move, yet he remained concious, aware, and rather villigant to his surroundings (which isn't that surprising looking at the circumstances).
Here took place his first contact with a human being, eight days since he was first captured.. When a beautiful woman wearing a white outfit walked right through the large steel door, and walked up to him with a needle in her hand, sooner to inject him with its' material.. Which seemed like the material he was indirectly ordered to drink every five hours before he became disobedient.
She then walked out the door with confident steps, leaving our friend behind, lying on the ground like a hopeless little prey beholding his surroundings, as he takes his final few breaths.

1 Comments:

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20/2/06 4:50 PM  

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