Darkness. That's the first thing I remember. There wasn't a single noise except my heart beat echoing in the place I am in.
The ground I lay on felt cold, felt like some sort of metal. I tried to move slightly, but nothing happened. The only thing that did happen was my eyes fluttered open revealing what I was in.
The walls were steel, floor was steel yet had vents on it, the only thing in my room that I saw was a window that showed another room and a kart that had a large clear bag of purple-blue liquid.
I attempt to sit up, only to feel every part of my body ache and throb. My head felt worse. In fact..it felt as if I'd lost my mind. I couldn't remember anything.
I slowly make my way to my feet and head to the window which was sort of a mirror, and look at what I looked like. I was in a black outfit. Black pants and a tank top. I turned around slightly to my side to see how thin or thick I was. That wasn't what I looked at, though. There was a rectangular box showing through my tank top. It was led by a long cord that was in the cart that had that fluid. It was soaking inside my back.
I was so confused at what was happening. The only thing I saw through the window was several desks that had a bunch of buttons and dials and stuff. There was a large picture on the black wall that had a red symbol on it. It was a skull that had tentacles come out from it, which was surrounded by a red circle. I knew exactly where I was. The HYDRA base in Germany.
Of course, they could be running some stupid ass experiment on me like they've done for the last 6 years..but not like this.
The box thing was completely sealed with my back, making it hurt just looking at it.
My memory began slowly coming back..but with bad thoughts. I remember how I got this box attached to me. They screwed it to my spine connecting it with two thin tubes. I wasn't under any anesthetics..it hurt like hell. More than hell.
I sit on the ground, expecting something to happen. But after what seems like forever, nothing has changed.
I cried. Tears streamed down my face like a rain storm. I was still confused and I wished that I had escaped when I had the chance. But if I did..I'd be dead. My head was still aching. My back was killing me. I was starving. I felt alone.
I hated my life at this point..I kept thinking to myself..
Someone please help me.