by Brianna G. Harte
PREVIOUSLY, ON “THE KNIGHT OF XEO”
I forced myself to look while I was pushed forward. It seemed that there was a little bit of a change, namely the medical equipment and the chair. There was no sign of a tool utilizing needles. Instead, a pedestal topped with a blue stone emitting light was propped near the thin bed. A chilling aura surrounded it. Every bit of my body repelled at the sight, especially my lower back and left shoulder blade. I couldn’t figure out why, but at that moment, I was also focused on the single chair placed near a corner of the room. Annoyingly, it appeared far more comfortable than the table I had been strapped to previously.
As I was pushed farther into the room toward the table, my body tensed. I certainly had no interest in going on it again. The repulsion I felt prompted me to wonder about how I was even coerced to be on the table in the first place. It was anything but a welcoming bed. Now that the oddly radiating stone was placed by it, even less so.
“You can’t possibly expect me to willingly get on that,” I said as my feet began to resist.
The doctor, now behind me as he stood by the door, chuckled. “We’re not asking you to.” Not a moment later, a syringe was inserted into my neck. “But you’re going to end up on it anyway. Less pain this way, Kasha.”
I tried to fight off the man behind me, but he was every bit as strong as a rhino. No amount of wriggling, thrashing, or kicking would make him let go of me. Each passing second, it became harder to focus on anything. The room around me began to blur. My body stopped responding to my desire to move away. I was becoming a rag doll as I slowly lost consciousness. The last thing I saw was the intense glow from the stone, a sight that began to sear itself into my mind.
While I regained consciousness, I wouldn’t open my eyes. Not wanting to know was the clamp that kept my eyelids together. Was I in the hospital, buckled to a table with a strange man watching me? Or was I in another place, one where I had talked to snakes? Fortunately or not, I ended up in a place that made me question everything, though I couldn’t be sure if that was any different from before. So I suppose I simply had more things to question.
The bright lights, the human people, the window to the outside. All of it was thrown in my face. It was all too good to be true. All that I was missing in the dark hospital was there. It was hard to believe, and honestly I wasn’t sure if I could.
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