I sit in a room, cold and silent.
The steal under my fingertips, the curve of my spine pushing against the cuboid shaped chair.
All i see is my reflection.
My eyes black, my pale face staring back at me, a phantom.
The buzzing of the lights above me, blinding me with it's gleam.
White, everything is white, or silver. Shining, glittering, clean and sparkling silver.
The steal under my fingertips, the curve of my spine pushing against the cuboid shaped chair.
All i see is my reflection.
My eyes black, my pale face staring back at me, a phantom.
The buzzing of the lights above me, blinding me with it's gleam.
White, everything is white, or silver. Shining, glittering, clean and sparkling silver.
My legs feel comfortable. Probably the most comfortable they have ever been in chains.
I would try to move but I don't the point. I wouldn't be able to release myself, they are hyper locked and ultra strong, made from the metal rock found on Mars - 'Mehumpos'.
I would try to move but I don't the point. I wouldn't be able to release myself, they are hyper locked and ultra strong, made from the metal rock found on Mars - 'Mehumpos'.
They are playing hymns into my chamber, angelic voices choralizing together. Chiding me, reminding me i'm guilty with every key change. My ears try to fight back the sounds, I lash my head backwards in the hope it will go away but not even my screams can filter out the sound of guilt.
I struggle, I don't know for how long, maybe hours, maybe minutes before I hear the footsteps. Large domineering echoing footsteps of She, The Woman, Miss. Female.The doorway sighs and the figure appears. She wears red, she wears lust, danger and death.
She walks over to me and checks the screen on my chest. The one they inserted there to check my internal status, my physical and mental history which was only to my knowledge until then.
'All vitals look fine Doctor.' She speaks with an English tongue. Her mouth moves different to mine when she speaks, her jaw wiggles, her tongue gyrates across the roof of her mouth.
I look away, I can't bare to look at her.
'Shall I begin Doctor?' I wait for the pop sound of the intercom to come and for a voice to reply but nothing is said. She looks down at me with a quizzical look on her sweet little face.
'Doctor?' she asks again.
Is she... is she speaking to me?
My eyes widen and I look at her tentatively.
She bends over, moving closer to my face. She is inches away from my lips when she presses the button on my chest.
She walks over to me and checks the screen on my chest. The one they inserted there to check my internal status, my physical and mental history which was only to my knowledge until then.
'All vitals look fine Doctor.' She speaks with an English tongue. Her mouth moves different to mine when she speaks, her jaw wiggles, her tongue gyrates across the roof of her mouth.
I look away, I can't bare to look at her.
'Shall I begin Doctor?' I wait for the pop sound of the intercom to come and for a voice to reply but nothing is said. She looks down at me with a quizzical look on her sweet little face.
'Doctor?' she asks again.
Is she... is she speaking to me?
My eyes widen and I look at her tentatively.
She bends over, moving closer to my face. She is inches away from my lips when she presses the button on my chest.
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