---- Stop me if you can Adrian.
Save your daughter if you can.
Because she going to be just a puppet in my hands very soon.
A puppet I am going to use to destroy this world.
---- eee Chapter 375 The cell was cold as usual, its stone walls damp and unyielding, and the stale air felt like a weight pressing down on my chest every second I breathed here.
It still stinked of blood and died rats.
But as my neighbouring cell mate said? It doesn't bother me anymore.
Thave gotten used to living in this shit.
Isat huddled in the corner, knees pulled to my chest, staring blankly at the jagged cracks in the wall.
Gerald's words echoed endlessly in my mind, cruel and relentless.
"Your mother was a failed experiment.And we discard whats of no use to us.
No matter how many times I heard it, the words didn t soften.
They were sharp, slicing through my thoughts like a blade, making every breath ache.
---- ee Tears fill my eyes and I no longer stopped them from flowing Rather I am surprised by how they kept coming despite me brawling my eyes eyes out for days.
My body trembled involuntarily, weak from daysor was it weeks?of injections, the endless cycle of needles piercing my skin and the searing liquid fire coursing through my veins.
I lost track of time in the numb haze that followed each visit to that sterile, hellish room.
They were five men, all with red eyes and huge white lab coats covering their frames.
Their faces were hidden behind masks.
They tied me down everytime, cold metal biting into my wrists and ankles if Lhad the strength lefi to resist.noveldrama
And then they experimented on me to their hearts content like I was some animal.
T resisted at first.
Icried, I screamed, I even begged but no mercy was shown.
It was like for them I wasn't even a human.
---- eee = Or rather their humanity was dead I stopped begging and crying eventually.
I start saving the little energy I had left after their tests When they used to dump me back in the cell, I barely managed to crawl to my corner everytime, it was my little safe heaven in this hell of a place.
Vomit burned my throat countless times and it felt like my throat was coarse with it, I didn't recognise my own voice , my frail arms barely had the energy to clutch my stomach when I heaved again and again, my body betraying my mind Sleep offered no respite, only strange.
feverish dreams came to visit me.
Yet sometimes I do see their smiling hazy faces.
Dad.
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