Asylum

I woke up rather drowsily and with a cold, unforgiving sweat to find myself in an unfamiliar room – the walls all painted a sterile and crisp shade of white, a small silver vent shaft in the middle of the ceiling a large, black door with a tv set up casually in front of it blocking my exit. There was nothing particularly special about the room I was in; it wasn’t quite a bedroom, nor a cell – just a single bed against one wall where I sat up uncomfortably, holding myself upright as best I could before noticing a bedside table with a glass of water and a tiny plate of food beside me. I was hungry; starving even – although unsure of how trustworthy everything in this room would be.

Licking my lips once over to moisten them from my lack of dehydration, I ran my fingers through my hair, groaning as I brushed over a large, unforgiving bruise at the back of my neck. Not having any time or a chance to gather my thoughts and think about the pain I felt or why I was even here – the tv switched on.

“Greetings to you subject #17256”, a face concealed by a brown paper bag spoke on the tv screen, “I do hope that you are well. You must be wondering what is going on? Oh, of course you are. Well, lucky you – you’ve been chosen to be part of my latest trials and experiments. Your job, a fairly simple one; you’ll be used as a subject to test my creations in 3 fields – composure, combat ability and sexual skill. Once the trials are done and you have indeed – survived – you’ll be rewarded and released with a great sum of compensation. 20 million dollars in any currency that you wish”, the voice explained rather enjoyably, as if under the bag – the cruel face which spoke was smiling, “So subject #17256 – any questions?”

And with that – the room fell dark.

Notes

i have the weekend off; let's see if i can smash through some chapters for you all! i hope you're all doing incredibly well and thank you for putting up with me and my lack of story x