It felt heavy like a million boulders had crushed me under me, weighing down heavily on my body.
I couldn't move or speak, but my eyes were wide open and alert. Everything felt numb to the core.
I didn't know where I was, only how I got here. The room was poorly lit and the covers were drawn to prevent light from entering.
My hands were chained to the bed also with my legs. I was completely trapped.
Every five minutes, a lady would walk into the room with a syringe needle and inject me with a strange liquid. That was what was keeping me under.
I could feel my wolf get weaker and weaker to the point it felt like she was never there. Was this a form of torture?
I lay paralysed on the bed, consciously aware of my surroundings but too numb to do anything. I was fed supplements day by day to keep nutrients in my body.
