I hear the door opening and tense, only to cry out when pain radiates through my body. Footsteps approach, but I can’t turn my head to see, so I look at Amber to gage her reaction. By the fear in her eyes, it’s clear that it’s one of the men that takes us away. Surely, they’re not going to work on anyone else today.
Then the footsteps stop, and I swear it sounds like it’s right outside my door. Amber’s eyes snap to mine and widen. Then they are turning again towards whoever is in the corridor. There is a snap, and a door is being opened, and then I see a hand next to my head. “What, what is…” my next words are a scream as whoever is in the room turns me on my side.
My vision blurs as the pain overwhelms me, and I feel myself falling into a merciless oblivion.
***
I don’t know how long it is before I awaken again, but all I know is that when I open my eyes, it’s not the usual glass walls that I see. Instead, I am looking at a white wall. The pain is still as bad as before, which leads me to believe that it hasn’t been a long time since they took me from the glass cell.
Why have they brought me here? Are they going to experiment on me again? Surely not. I doubt I will be able to withstand any more pain besides what I am already feeling. I start to turn my head once again, slowly to the other side, so I can see where I am. The tears run down my cheeks at the pain of moving my head and what it does to my back, but I persist. The room is similar to the one I had in glass, except this one has real walls and contrary to the glass cells where they had cameras high up in the warehouse ceiling, here there is a camera in the corner of the room.
Are they monitoring me? It’s silly because I wouldn’t be able to move even if I wanted to. Are they going to kill me? The questions keep shooting through my mind relentlessly until they are interrupted by a sound, and then I see a figure appear from behind me. This man must be in his forties and by the white coat he is wearing, I would say he is some kind of doctor.
“Hello, Siena.”
“You know my name?” they have never asked for my name, not from the moment I was kidnapped, and instead have called me by a number when referring to me.
“Yes, and now I know a little more about you. You surprised me, I never thought we would have such a little firecracker among us.”
His reply has me confused. What does he mean firecracker?
“I don’t understand.” That’s an understatement. Since the day they took me, I haven’t understood anything.
“Let’s just say that you are going to become very useful once you heal from this latest testing. Then we will start measuring your full potential.” He steps closer and now I see him clearly, his dark brown hair streaked with white just over his temples, his eyes reminding me of a snake when they are about to strike. His eyes are running up and down my body as he shakes his head as if in surprise. “Amazing, such a little thing with so much potential.”
Before I can ask him what he is talking about, he steps away, and I hear what sounds like a door closing. What did he mean? Does that mean that they aren’t going to kill me? I am so tired. I wish I could close my eyes and when I open them again, all of this was a nightmare. But nightmares don’t hurt physically as much as I am hurting.
I always wanted a child—a family that I could call my own and cherish, but that dream has vanished with each experiment they did on me. Everything they have done to me is inhuman, things that no one would ever think happen in this day and age, but they do. The intense evil in this place is palpable, and it is consuming me with each slice of their blade on my body.
There are two women in the glass cells which they have experimented with their brains. It is clear by the way they now act that the experiment has affected them intensely because sometimes they seem to be completely out of it. I don’t know how many women have passed through those cells, but I hope that everyone responsible pays dearly for what they have made us suffer.