Under crimson

After a while the transportation device stopped. I was carried and somehow managed to open my eyes. We were going down some stares. A crimson liquid tumbled through the thin cracks above us. We then walked across a narrow corridor. The grim walls were plated with metal and the same crimson liquid stained the walls. Then they turned to the right and entered a dimly lit room. They laid me down upon the hospital bed and attached some cords to me. I started feeling wierd all of a sudden. I started shrieking in agony. My skin turned more durable and two small horns eroded from my for head. Then they stopped it. The tall man who carried me there left the room along with 010. Then a demon entered the room. It grinned in face of my pain. It spoke, "How've you been 060". Fuck I don't wanna be under crimson.