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|| Burn || Hamilton ||
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She was awoken early by an injection in her neck. Riven cried out in pain, attempting to sit upright, but someone was holding her down. Or rather, three someone's. The injection made her feel woozy and she slumped back on the bed, a mask placed over her face. She was transferred to a stretcher and brought to a room with large lights, her eyes straining beneath them. She was undressed and strapped down against the table, her head spinning. "Stop," Riven slurred as metal cuffs restrained her. Another needle was jabbed into her arm, the vampire's head spinning. "Vampires metabolize drugs differently than other creatures." Luis said as he pulled on a pair of blue rubber gloves. "They don't need as much as humans and it's more potent. Do you want to know what drug this is?" He asked, drawing an opaque white liquid from a tube. "Benadryl," He pushed it into the tubing that was now in her hand. "Have a good sleep."
The world slowed as her eyes fluttered shut. She wasn't asleep, but rather, in stasis, aware of everything that was happening. Her eyes were closed, but she could feel the scalpel slice her flesh. "We've never done one of these on a live vampire," she could hear on of the humans whisper. They were rummaging around her insides, their hands were invading her. "More Benadryl," it burned as it went up her arm, this time knocking her out. When she awoke she was in a curtained area, oxygen fluttering up her nose. She turned onto her side to throw up, feeling thoroughly invaded. "Oh? You're awake! That was fast!" The man's voice was chipper, his clothing clean despite the fact that he had just spent the last three hours invading her organs. "We collected an abundance of information, thanks to you."
Riven glared, she felt weak. "No time to waste, nurse, let's do a swallow study." She was wheeled on the bed to another room, where she was strapped down again. This time a tube was snaked up her nose, Riven choking the entire time. "Breathe, just keep swallowing," but she couldn't, not with this thing pervading her senses. At last they seemed satisfied that it was down far enough and she was sat up, a bag of blood placed before her. "Drink," her teeth pierced the sack, it hurt to swallow, she could feel the strange tube in her throat. Just as quickly the blood was yanked away. "Alright, we'll try honey thickness now," a new bag of blood was brought forth, this one with some sort of starchy thickener. She was given three more, each one thicker than the last.
"No more," Riven shook her head, she was full. They yanked the tube out, not minding her gagging and retching until it was done. Luis seemed satisfied with the result. "Good, now that you have a bit of energy, let's go for a run." She wasn't the only one here, Riven realized. There was a demon across the hall, but other than that, the cells seemed to be empty. Then why was it teaming with scientists? What else were they doing down here? She shivered as they stopped in another room, this one with a black machine of some sort. The assistant stuck stickers to her before allowing her to redress in a white gown. She stood top the black rectangle, the ground beginning to move. At first it was merely a walk, but then the sped began to pick up.