Honeysuckles by January Rayne EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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CREED
Shallow Cove Institute
Time is relative. When you’ve been in the same exact place for so long,
you can’t seem to remember anything else.
That’s how it is for me. I can’t remember when I got here, and no one has
told me why. All I know is that I ache in my fucking bones. My skin has
been cut open. My blood has been drained and replaced. My organs have
been removed and put back in me. My bones have been broken and
shattered. I’ve been injected with unknown substances a hundred times.
And one thing always remains the same.
I never know why. No one has ever explained anything to me.
All I know is that I’ve forgotten what the sun feels like and how the
breeze feels on my skin. I’ve forgotten what it’s like to laugh. I actually
don’t remember the last time I found something funny. I can’t remember
much of anything. Everything is dark. My heart, my mind, my soul.
I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m going to die here. Whatever they are
trying to do— or trying to make me be— isn’t working.
Their attempts will kill me, and I welcome death.
I want it. I crave it. I wish for it.
The people that are doing this are sick and twisted. They call themselves
scientists, but they give science a bad name. They are fucked up in the head.
They are trying to create a new form of life. That is what I’ve concluded
in my time here.
Has it been days, months, years? I don’t know. They keep me in the dark.
Literally.
I close my eyes and lean my head against the concrete wall while sitting
on my cot. My body is shaking from how cold it is, yet at the same time,
my skin is on fire. My teeth clink together and my head swims with sudden
dizziness.
Cries from down the hall make my ears ring and a pain begins to throb in
my head.
I squeeze my eyes shut, rolling my head over my shoulders to try to relax,
but the cries get louder. Next, I hear laughter from a guard who is on his
break. I know because he loves to tell me when he’ll be back to watch me
get tortured.
But why can I hear him? He isn’t close to me at all.
The sounds blur until the cries return and they turn to sobs. I don’t know
who is crying. I’m the only one on this floor that I know of.
What the fuck is happening to me?
I hold my head in my hands, wanting the noises to go away. They are
clashing together, becoming louder, blurring together until it’s white static
that has me falling to the floor. I can’t catch my breath.
My fingers begin to hurt, and I hold my hands out in front of me, my
vision blurring and sharpening as if it was a camera trying to focus. How
can I see them in the dark? My nails are bleeding, and the sight of my own
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