Druggie woke up and found herself staring into her own reflection of the glass wall that made up her cell she didn't recognize her own face her hair was matted and messy her eyes had bags that had their own bags. Everything in her mind was foggy and she couldn't remember the past few weeks and could recall what day it was or even if it was morning or evening. Somehow none of it mattered, as now a slot in the glass was being opened and a single clear pill on a silver platter was shoved through. Druggie picked up the pill and swallowed it, the effects were immediate and she felt the numbness wash over her and it felt so good.
At first Druggie took her pills because she knew she would be punished and forced to take them but now she took them because it numbed the pain of whatever procedures came next. She felt herself being lead out of her cell and to somewhere the felt very far away, everything came in flashes she saw needles, a surgical mask something red. Was it blood? Things just kinda blurred together and none of it made any sense, all she kept hearing was laughter in her head over and over again.
Next thing she knew there was a pain that bit threw the pain killing drugs and her inhuman pain tolerance, not only that it was growing but it was growing. She looked down trying to find the source of the agonizing pain blood dripped from her nose as she what seemed like hundreds of needles puncturing the skin of her hands. The worst part was if she moved the pain would shoot up her arms searing her nerves and causing torturous amounts of pain. She wished it would stop and would give anything to make it, but it kept getting worse and worse almost passing out from the pain only to be jolted away by more drugs and put through it all over again.
When it was over, Druggie found herself on the floor of her cell so she just lay there unable to move or speak, her lips felt dry and she forgot what her name was it all seemed so far away. Her clothes were filthy with her own blood and sweat but she didn't care, the bandages around her hands didn't help the fierce heat that overtook them. And just when she had about enough of it all and was about to explode the slot in her door opened and a silver platter was pushed through with one clear pill resting on it, and she smiled.