I wake up to a dreamless sleep. I should be happy with that at the very least, but my position is not really something to be happy about.
Waking up, I find myself strapped to a metal table with leather binds. I can see wires connected to some parts of my body and realize I'm hooked up to various machines. Some seems to monitor my heart and my brainwaves but others have this questionable looking liquid in them.
An IV drip is also attached to my arm and I think whatever is in it is keeping me weak and compliant for them. I do feel sluggish despite being conscious.
I try to speak only to find out that I have a gag on my mouth.
Bullocks! Aren't I in some deep shit?! This is not part of the plan!
Okay maybe we expected for this to happen in a small percentage but I was really hoping it wouldn't come to this.
I start struggling against the leather bindings, testing its limits but it's not budging.
