I spent the entire night trying everything I could to get out of the chains, but nothing was successful.
"Tch!"
The sun streaming in through the tiny window high up in the wall behind me made it clear that it was already the next morning.
"It appears that attempting to leave in this manner is futile. I need to find another way"
I started brainstorming potential solutions to my predicament, but nothing seemed feasible.
My train of thought was suddenly cut off by the loud noise of a door being shut and the sound of footsteps coming nearer to me.
I wondered to myself, "What is my precise location? I can hear doors, so that might be a hint."
The individual approached until they were facing the cell. It was Elaine's dad and he seemed to be holding a key that had an unusual curved shape.
He put the key into what seemed like a lock on the opposite end of the cell. After I heard a "click!" sound, he proceeded to push the bars of the cage aside and they slid open.
I considered to myself, "Although it is not much, all this could be of use and could be utilized to get me out of this damned cell."
Elaine's dad then attached the key to his belt and went into my cell.
He gave me a penetrating glance before asking, "Are you not going to say anything?" He kept his gaze fixed on me. "You were much more talkative yesterday," he added, "but it doesn't really make a difference."
Suddenly, A bag labeled as a 'Doctor's Kit' magically appeared out of no where in his hands. "It must have been done using some kind of magic," I thought to myself.
He placed the bag on the floor and unzipped it, saying, "Generally, you'd be unconscious for this, but Elaine said she wanted you to stay awake while I was doing it."
Inside the bag had alot of doctoring tools such as scalpels, syringes, and forceps. It also contained medical supplies like bandages, healing potions, and oitments. Finally, there were various medicines like antibiotics and pain killers.
He pulled out the scalpel from his bag, beaming with excitement, and exclaimed, "Thanks to my special spell, I have the ability to become an excellent doctor!" He then moved closer to me.
"Sadly, my work style has been perceived to be too dangerous, so I was unsuccessful in the medical field."
"People voiced their dissatisfaction with the treatment they received, saying that it caused body parts to be in the wrong places and some even nearly died. I had to flee the place I was originally from or else I would have been murdered for my acts."
"In the long run, I treated them but there were a few minor issues. I couldn't understand why there was such a big deal."
"Enough talking about myself and let's get down to work, shall we?"
**SLICE**
He then proceeded to perform some gruesome and terrifying operations on my torso. I screamed in agony as my body was sliced and diced, yet the maniacal grin on his face showed that he was delighting in my misery.
As soon as each cut was made, my body regenerated itself, yet the torture continued.
((Hours Later))
I wondered to myself how much time had elapsed since I was being 'examined' by this maniac.
"I'm guessing that it had been around an hour, but it could have been any longer than that. I can't tell what time it is apart from the sunlight coming through the window."
"Elaine's father has gone out for his lunch break, so I have a short period of time to myself."
Lifting my face up to the roof, my eyes were empty of feeling. "Why did this have to happen to me?" I asked out loud, a single tear falling from my left eye. "Why do all these bad things keep happening to me?"
A wry smile spread across my face as I muttered, "What have I done to make these so-called Gods hate me?" I tensed as I heard a door opening and footsteps coming nearer.
"Speak of the devil."
Elaine's dad came back and is entering my cell once again. I'm curious what kind of torture he has in store for me this time.
He came into my cell and pulled a syringe from his bag then informed me, "Unfortunately, our experiments must be stopped for the time being."
He shifted nearer to my arm with the syringe, "I have a transaction going on with Elaine, so I must really be on my way," he uttered cheerfully. "Did you know that a few drops of your blood could be used to heal any disease or wound? It's quite remarkable" he elucidated.
He then shoved the syringe to my arm and pulled the needle out. He placed a cotton ball and bandage over the puncture site, and pressed down on it for a few minutes.
He then released the vacuum inside the syringe, and the blood slowly flowed out of the needle. He placed the used needle into a disposal container and placed a new one in the syringe. He then repeated the process, drawing more of my blood into the syringe.
Finally, when he was done, he capped off the syringe and placed it in a bag to be sent for potions.
He fastened the bag and grasped it in his left hand, standing up and smiling in my direction. "It was great working with you!" He continued. "I'll be back in five days to do the same thing."
I gave him a blank stare, then spat in his face before telling him, "You Damn Pyshco."
He remained motionless, still wearing a smile, drool trickling down his chin. "I think it's time for me to be on my way," he declared, then departed from my cell.
I breathed a sigh of relief as I heard the sound of his footsteps leaving, followed by the opening and closing of the door as he left.
My shirt had been ripped apart to the point where it was almost unrecognizable. I was essentially without a shirt.
Having immortality had an immense impact on my physique; I went from an ordinary teenager to having a toned six-pack and a broad chest. Muscles continued to become more defined with every new day. I found myself standing taller, feeling stronger and more devoided.
"Yet I'm still far too weak to escape from these damned enchanted chains," I remarked.
"Magic is such a drag"