I am not feeling well, so I thought it might be a good idea to go into the ER and get some care. As soon as I got there, I was given a room. I was so tired, all I remember was someone in scrubs giving me some medicine. I woke up to find myself in what I am guessing to be the ground floor under the hospital. I saw an elevator and it was very dark. I looked at my hands and feet and noticed I was tied up. I was still wearing a hospital gown, that was open, exposing all of my skin. I start shaking, I don’t know if it is because I am scared or that I am cold.
I feel like my veins have ice them. Out of the shadows walks a man, he brings over a table full of tools. I don’t know what to expect, I just know if I thought I wasn’t feeling good before- I sure as hell wouldn’t feel better now. He plugged in a bone saw, without saying a word to me. I wonder if anyone is going to hear my screams or if I will just drown in my own blood. He looks at me and says he is going to be my doctor and this is only going to hurt for a little. My teeth clench together as I scream at the top of my lungs. He shoves it right into my belly.
He knows where all my vital organs are- he reassures me. I guess I deserve this, for being a little bitch to begin with.