* May 15 2040. ICTF covert operation FOB

18:00        

"Ah, you're awake."

Someone addressed me while I was still half awake with my eyes still shut tight.

Upon opening my eyes, I tried identifying the person who addressed me, made sense of my current situation and surroundings.

I was in a sort of an infirmary and next to me was a woman.

She was a Briton, appearing to be in her twenties. Her attire was a simple suit and tie with a pair of rectangular spectacles. Unlike many of the foreigners I had met, she was shorter and looked younger than her current age. She had a pretty nice body too, average sized breasts and a long slender neck. Her face, on the other hand, captivated me. She had a face of an angel with blue eyes as the Caribbean Sea complemented with her long wavy long blond hair.

"Would you happen to speak English?" She asked haltingly in clumsy Japanese and in a nervous tone. I nodded and gave her a smile as a sign of cooperation.

She scribbled something then turn her attention back to me.

Julia: W-would you mind answering some question?

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“Sure…" I answered with a confusing smile.

*

Our conversation lasted about half a day as we exchange laughs and information.

She told me that I was found during a raid on a terrorist compound in a dark confined room.

I did recall some of the events as we exchanged information. The echoes of my voice bounced off the walls as I spent my days in confinement, the conversations of adults standing on the other side of the door, the thoughts I had in mind and the thing that kept trying to choke me when I was bound in that room.

 After a long period of questioning and answering, I finally reached my peak and I was feeling nauseous so I asked her to end the session. Finishing the notes she had on hand, she finally said that we were done for the day and headed out giving me a kiss on the forehead. It was a thank you for my cooperation she said. 

I said goodbye to her as she left the room. I then laid myself down on my bed as I tried to recall the events that happened in the past. Closing my eyes, a flash of events went through my mind including weird numbers and phrases in which I couldn't understand.

*

Suddenly, I heard a static sound combined with illegible counts of numbers. Opening my eyes, I saw a dark slender figure slowly making its way towards me. I couldn't make out its face for the room was too dark to even see a thing. It finally arrived at the side of my bed, I prepared myself for its sudden attack.

Reaching for my neck, it suddenly tried to strangle me. Pushing it two cold lifeless hands on my chest bone, it then slowly squeezes into my trachea and its two pairs of fingers pushing hard against my spine.

"HELP!! PLEASE HELP ME!!"

I shouted as the pair of hands started squeezing around my neck, stopping me from yelling out. As the hands squeeze tighter and tighter, my voice began to become smaller. My vision started to blur, my limb felt loose, I was slowly losing consciousness.

"H-help…me…"

Letting go of my last few words, I then fell unconscious hoping for the better.