A little later, my 'buddies' arrived and I stood. I didn't want them to touch me so I got up and walked with them.
I was lead to the a room and ushered inside
I stopped short at the door, when my eyes fell on a bed with straps for my legs and arms.
That sent me into a panic. "No non--no no." I cried out and took off as fast as I could.
That was my biggest fear, being tied down, unable to move. So Yea, suffice it to say, I wasn't sticking around.
I ran as fast as I could but they called in more guards and I was subdued rather quickly. I was pretty sure I looked as if I'd gone completely postal and honestly, I did. I kicked and screamed, scratched, trying to get away but they had me good. I was pretty sure the whole damn cell block heard my panic.
My screaming continued into the white room as they forced me into the hospital bed and if I were in the proper state of mine, I would have thought, my screams were getting louder, more siren like as they got the straps on my legs. My eyes widened and suddenly,everyone in the room, dropped down and clutched their ears. A few mens ears were bleeding.
It was then I realised the sound was coming from me, and I stopped, my panic attack subsided and I was left tied to the bed, while guards and doctors lay unconscious on the ground around me.
What. The. Hell?
It wasn't long before the cavalery arrived and too my surprise I was unstrapped and lead back to my cell.
My throat and head hurt and I was left with wondering what the hell just happened.