Begining of nightmare
The door flew open, and a tall, lanky man with wild hair and an unsettling grin stepped into the room.
The doctor's annoyance melted into a smirk as he recognized his equally twisted friend.
Dr Whitaker
Ah, just in time
The doctor said, stepping back from the girl.
Dr Whitaker
I was beginning the initial incisions.
The friend approached, his eyes glinting with perverse curiosity.
Unknown
Excellent, I've brought some new compounds for us to test. They should produce fascinating results.
The girl's heart sank as she realized her ordeal was far from over.
The friend produced a case filled with vials of ominous-looking liquids, each one labeled with cryptic symbols.
He selected one and handed it to the doctor, who eagerly filled a syringe.
Dr Whitaker
Hold her still
The doctor instructed, and his friend complied, gripping the girl’s arm with unnerving strength. The girl’s muffled protests grew louder as the needle approached her skin, her struggles intensifying against the unyielding restraints.
The doctor injected the compound, watching with sadistic anticipation as it began to take effect. The girl's vision blurred, her body convulsing
The two men observed her reactions with rapt attention, their excitement palpable.
Unknown
Look at that, a perfect subject for our next phase.
The friend whispered, his eyes wide with macabre delight.
The girl’s vision darkened, her body trembling as the compound coursed through her veins.
The two men watched, their twisted excitement growing with each passing second.
Dr Whitaker
Remarkable.
Her body's response is even more dramatic than expected.
The doctor muttered, jotting down notes.
His friend leaned closer, his breath hot against the girl's ear.
Unknown
What are you feeling?
He asked, his voice a sickening mix of curiosity and cruelty.
The girl’s response was a strangled cry, her mind a whirlwind of pain and confusion. She felt her limbs go numb, a cold, creeping paralysis that spread through her body.
The doctor said, his eyes gleaming with sadistic satisfaction.
Dr Whitaker
Let's proceed to the neural tests
The friend nodded, retrieving a set of electrodes from the table. He placed them on the girl's temples, securing them with cold, precise movements. The doctor adjusted the dials on a nearby machine, the hum of electricity filling the room.
The doctor asked, his hand hovering over the switch.
With a flick of the switch, a jolt of electricity surged through the electrodes, sending the girl into violent spasms. Her screams, though muffled, were a chilling testament to the agony she was enduring.
Dr Whitaker
Look at the neural activity.
She's responding beautifully.
The doctor marveled, pointing to the monitor displaying erratic brainwaves.
The friend watched in rapt fascination, his gaze fixed on the girl’s contorted face.
Unknown
I can't wait to see how she holds up under prolonged exposure.
The doctor nodded, his expression one of dark delight.
Dr Whitaker
Neither can I.
As the current continued to flow, the girl’s screams began to fade, her strength waning. The men, however, were only growing more engrossed in their cruel experiment, oblivious to her suffering as they pushed her to the brink of endurance.
Who is Dr. Whitaker to Eve ?
Why was she suprised tos see him ?
Author jug
I'm author of this story " The old library"
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Even though the name is based on a old library it doesn't always revolve around it
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I hope you like it
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