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Bzzt, bzzt...
"Alright.. We need to fetch the straps to hold him down." A voice spoke, Vil opened his eyes, alarmed to what he heard. The other two staff nodded as they left the room with the lead worker, locking the subject in the room.
Vil would have gotten up, in attempt to escape.. But his body felt sore and battered. He shut his eyes tightly, hoping this was all an elaborate nightmare.. Unfortunately, no, it wasn't. He sighed in distress, sliding off the cot as he limped over to the locked door.
"Alright.. We need to fetch the straps to hold him down." A voice spoke, Vil opened his eyes, alarmed to what he heard. The other two staff nodded as they left the room with the lead worker, locking the subject in the room.
Vil would have gotten up, in attempt to escape.. But his body felt sore and battered. He shut his eyes tightly, hoping this was all an elaborate nightmare.. Unfortunately, no, it wasn't. He sighed in distress, sliding off the cot as he limped over to the locked door.
The many of staff were heard walking down the halls, carrying on about what work they had done or had needed to do.
None of them were near the room Vil was in at the moment, at least not yet. They soon would be, and it wouldn't be fun. The doctors, most of them anyway, didn't feel guilty, or at least didn't show it. Perhaps they did feel guilt for the experiments they did? But unless they said it, no one would know unless their facial expression did for them.
..Footsteps were nearing the experimentation room once more.
None of them were near the room Vil was in at the moment, at least not yet. They soon would be, and it wouldn't be fun. The doctors, most of them anyway, didn't feel guilty, or at least didn't show it. Perhaps they did feel guilt for the experiments they did? But unless they said it, no one would know unless their facial expression did for them.
..Footsteps were nearing the experimentation room once more.
Vil jumped a bit as he heard the footsteps, then he scurried back to his cot, laying back down. He was trembling.. Hoping that in some miracle, they would have to cut the experiment short.. But he doubted it, and he took a deep breath in attempt to gather up his courage to sit through this nightmare.
The door unlocked and creaked eerily as one of the doctors came into the room, his assistants holding straps in their hands.
"Alright Subject #13." He said, grabbing the straps out of their hands and walking over to the cot, "Stay still." He added, beginning to attempt to strap Vil down to the cot.
"Alright Subject #13." He said, grabbing the straps out of their hands and walking over to the cot, "Stay still." He added, beginning to attempt to strap Vil down to the cot.
Vil could hardly stay still, shaking and trembling as he shut his eyes tightly.. Why him? He kept wondering... Why did he have to be stuck in this mess?
Finally, after what seemed like horrible, long, cruel hours for Vil, though only a few minutes for the others, the last strap was in-place. The doctor walked off from it and then stepped up to the medical table, grabbing a syringe. "This shouldn't hurt..too bad." He held it up to the light so he could see what it was.
It was a rich, black color. It almost looked like ink.
Its' label was printed with the words 'Blot' on it.
The doctor stepped up to Vil and then pricked him with the syringe, injecting the contents into his blood stream. It was only a little amount, so it couldn't cause too much damage yet, but it was still very painful to receive in such a quick time.
It was a rich, black color. It almost looked like ink.
Its' label was printed with the words 'Blot' on it.
The doctor stepped up to Vil and then pricked him with the syringe, injecting the contents into his blood stream. It was only a little amount, so it couldn't cause too much damage yet, but it was still very painful to receive in such a quick time.
He hissed in pain, looking down at the current damage. He was surprised that nothing had happened... Yet at least, he sighed in relief, laying his head back as he shut his eyes, preparing for the worst once more.
The doctor walked off to put the syringe away, and that's when it happened.
A sharp pain resonated through Vil's entire body one quick time, and that's when the pain and suffering would begin.
A sharp pain resonated through Vil's entire body one quick time, and that's when the pain and suffering would begin.
(( I wanted to ask you something, are you triggered by c*ughing up stuff? (Blood, Ink) Or is that considered emetophobia too. I have the same phobia but I know people have it differently ))
((Im fine with that! 
))
Vil gasped, yelping a bit in surprise as he began to feel the pain, he attempted to sit up, but couldn't.. He felt his body grow uncomfortably warm as he struggled.
))Vil gasped, yelping a bit in surprise as he began to feel the pain, he attempted to sit up, but couldn't.. He felt his body grow uncomfortably warm as he struggled.
(( Okay! Just making sure. Didn't wanna do/say something later and accidentally upset you 
))
The doctor and the assistants did not interfere with this process. They simply watched, one of them writing on a clipboard.
Computers beeped and buzzed as it analyzed Vil through this process caused by the syringe of blot, spitting out many different results and stats.
))The doctor and the assistants did not interfere with this process. They simply watched, one of them writing on a clipboard.
Computers beeped and buzzed as it analyzed Vil through this process caused by the syringe of blot, spitting out many different results and stats.
He shut his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth in pain as he continued to squirm around.
What.. Was this stuff? What was happening to him? He wondered, looking back at the doctor with pleading eyes, wanting the pain to stop.
((Don't worry! It's fine, thanks for asking btw! ))
What.. Was this stuff? What was happening to him? He wondered, looking back at the doctor with pleading eyes, wanting the pain to stop.
((Don't worry! It's fine, thanks for asking btw!
))
(( You're welcome! ))
The doctor simply stared, watching how this would go.
The assistants writing down numbers and information.
The straps refused to loosen or give in, leaving Vil stuck until the experiment was finished.
If Vil had coughed, he would have been met with a strange, black substance. Known as Blot, by the doctors. Whatever that was...
))The doctor simply stared, watching how this would go.
The assistants writing down numbers and information.
The straps refused to loosen or give in, leaving Vil stuck until the experiment was finished.
If Vil had coughed, he would have been met with a strange, black substance. Known as Blot, by the doctors. Whatever that was...
As Vil violently coughed up the blot, he looked down at it in distress and confusion. What was that..? He thought to himself, eventually sinking back in the cot, hopelessly.
The assistants peered up quickly upon hearing the coughs, then equally-as-quickly wrote down the results.
Most of the pain slowly went away, though albeit, leaving a headache. Was it over?
The Doctor typed a few things into the computer and approached Vil.
Most of the pain slowly went away, though albeit, leaving a headache. Was it over?
The Doctor typed a few things into the computer and approached Vil.
He huffed, weakly glancing over at the doctor, yet coldly. He sighed, shutting his eyes as he faced forward once more.
The Doctor began muttering something to the assistants as he undid the straps.
"Subject #13's Magic Pool seems to be strong, causing the blot to instantly try and disperse itself."
"Further analysis of this will have to be done at a later date."
"Subject #13's Magic Pool seems to be strong, causing the blot to instantly try and disperse itself."
"Further analysis of this will have to be done at a later date."
Vil sat up, relieved he could be freed from the straps. He held his face in his hands quietly.
The Doctor placed the straps to the side and then stepped back. He called his assistants to help Vil back to his room.
They nodded and approached Vil, slowly and gently raising him off the cot.
They nodded and approached Vil, slowly and gently raising him off the cot.
Vil reluctantly let them help as he stood to his feet, wobbling a bit. His head was practically killing him..
He was just glad it was over with for now, not wanting to think about what the future holds.
He was just glad it was over with for now, not wanting to think about what the future holds.
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