Property of the State by Kiki Swinson

Author:Kiki Swinson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2019-12-08T16:00:00+00:00

12

DEATHBED

I awoke convulsing on a bed. My body jerked and flopped, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Blood leaked out of my nose and ran down my face, neck, and chest. I couldn’t stop my body from violently thrashing, and I felt like my bladder would explode at any moment. Wherever they had me now, it was freezing cold, like I was lying on a block of ice. When my body finally stopped involuntarily bucking, I felt extremely weak. I heard voices around me, but it sounded more like buzzing than talking. The room spun as if I had just gotten off of a high-speed ride at an amusement park.

“She’s conscious,” a man’s voice sounded off. I braced myself because I didn’t know what was coming next. I had been injected several more times over the night—that much I knew. I felt like I had the worst flu you could imagine—body aches, fever, chills, and, now, convulsions with stabbing pains all over. Sweat drenched me, and maybe that’s why I was so cold. I felt like I was dying. I couldn’t imagine making it out of this. I hadn’t ever been this sick in my life.

“Please,” I slurred, but that was for nothing. It was clear that these very dangerous people were not going to have any mercy on my body or my soul. Whatever experiments they had in mind were more important than my human rights. That much was clear to me. I saw the redheaded doctor approaching my bed. He represented danger in my eyes. Every time I saw him, something terrible was done to me afterward. He was the Devil, if you asked me. He terrified me.

“Ahh.” I let out a weak scream as the doctor got closer to me. “Please don’t,” I whimpered, my words sounding like I was intoxicated. My tongue felt heavy and my head ached.

I didn’t know how much more my body would be able to take. My face was scrunched and fear played out across it. Sweat poured from every pore on my body and danced in jagged lines down the sides of my face. I gagged, but nothing came up from my stomach. The waves of nausea were so strong that I was sure my entire gut would come up out of my mouth.

My heart pounded painfully against my weakened chest bone and my stomach churned. At that point, I prayed for death, because nothing else seemed fitting. Another syringe filled with poison, and I was sure I’d be dead.

The redheaded doctor ran his hand gently down the side of my face. “Seems like it is working,” he said eerily. “The disease is progressing quickly, as we suspected. I see the symptoms, and soon the test subject will be fully incubated. I think this one will implant successfully. Now let’s just hope we can find the right medication to reverse it,” he continued, smiling slyly.

When his fingers got close to my mouth, I moved my head, opened my mouth quickly, and tried to catch hold of his finger.

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