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The awakening of a new hell.

2 years and 26 days after the kidnapping.

My body is so soft and sore, I feel like I died and went to hell and literally went back to another hell, I open my eyes and see Nádia holding my wrist and testing my pulse. When she realizes that I am looking at her, she turns and looks at me worried and relieved at the same time.

- Woke up good. - she says, sitting next to me.

She realizes I'm looking at her, she turns and looks at me worried and relieved at the same time.

- Woke up, good. - she says sitting next to him.

I realize that I am in my room / cell, lying on my mattress.

- Can you talk? he asks.

I try to say something just that my voice does not come out, and that is desperate, tears come out of my eyes with the pain of my despair. I make a negative sign with my head.

She looks at me worried.

And I start to cry in agony, I can't move.

"What happened to me" - I think.

She starts to do my hair, and it starts to bring a huge peace in me, I feel connected with Nádia because she is spending this moment with me.

- They changed your DNA, I don't know what they did right, but you spent two weeks in an undead state, your heart stopped twice, I did CPR on you. - She responds tearfully as if she had read my mind.

A curious eye.

My mouth is dry, I feel thirsty and hungry.

- It is thirsty. - she says taking a bottle of water, putting a straw inside.

She lifts my head and gives me a drink. I realize that I'm half naked, just in my underwear, I feel awkward about being like this. I drink the water, and I feel the freshness of the water doing a little miracle inside my mouth, and how delicious it is.

- Don't be embarrassed, don't play boy, it's not like you've never been like that in front of a girl. - she says settling my head on the pillow.

I keep looking at her strangely, and as if she's reading my mind, I must be delirious, I feel feverish and tired.

- It was necessary to put it in the serum and a tube to feed, you have been like this for 18 days Nefret.

"And you took care of me all this time. Why? - I ask mentally.

- Because if it weren't for me, you would die. - Answer what I just thought.

To her frightened and surprised eye, she was reading my mind.

- "This is not happening" - I think. - "I can only be going crazy.

I feel my foreign body, as if I had changed bodies with someone else.

- Relax Nefret, you will be moving soon. - She says.

I am curious what is happening for her apparently is answering everything I think.

She laughs at me as if I said something funny.

I hear the door open and realize that I am in a different room and not in mine. Nádia is serious again when Mason enters the room accompanied by a man wearing a white coat, looking like a doctor like a man who appears to be about forty years old with black hair.

- Examine him. says Mason. - I want to know if my merchandise will survive.

The doctor just nods to Mason and starts doing several tests on me, and asks me to say yes when I blink once, and not twice. He examined my ear, throat and taste. I could barely feel focused, my head was cloudy.

After examining me for minutes he gets up and says to Mason:

- His body is competed in several possible ways, his throat is damaged from screaming, but with time he gets better, the slight burns will heal, he will survive, but his taste and smell are seriously damaged, possibly he lost both of these senses, the food was no longer tasteless to him. - He speaks coldly as if he were talking about an animal or worse than one.

- Damn it, better this way, at least I didn't throw money away with that guy. says Mason in a satisfied voice. - So he becomes less human, he came out better than I imagined. - He says giving the doctor a pat on the back as he leaves.

The doctor leaves right behind him slamming the door. I look at the ceiling feeling helpless and damaged, tears escape my eyes when I know that I will never taste a food or anything else, they damaged and treated me worse than I did, killed and resurrected just to kill myself again. I close my eyes and open several times between tears, it feels like a nightmare from which it seems that I will never wake up again.