Snippet #7313

I wake up from another drugged sleep, the pain both searingly sharp and dull and fuzzy from the drugs. My back burns like its on fire, which after all Ive gone through wouldnt suprise me. Im lying on a cold metal table, on my stomach. I try to turn over but metal cuffs around my wrists, ankles, and hips hold me to the ground. I feel pressure on, and in my back, just below my shoulderblades. It feels just like having two metal pipes pushed into your back, but Im really hoping your not familiar with the feeling. I hear the scientists speaking in low voices, mentioning words Ive never heard like 'Draconine' and 'Pteropine', two forms of DNA ive never heard of. My back still feels the same, though I dont see any scientists standing near me. I bite my lip, refusing to scream and let them know of my pain. Then the scientists approach, flipping latches and unlocking the metal cuffs. I sit up as fast as I can, almost falling over backwards from the weight on my back. Im wearing only my pants, and as I look behind me I see what seems to be a huge bonelike structure coming out of my back. Light, thin bones protrude from my back, coming out into spiny wings like what you see in old stories about dragons. They hang from long strips of cloth tied to the ceiling making loops, and fully stretched out as they are give me around a 17 to 18 foot wingspan. I would almost be surprised but my back hurts too much to really think. Then the scientists are busily unstrapping my wing structure, as there are only bones and no actual wing.

"Can I have some water?" I ask hoarsely, hoping they will be too caught up in their winged experiments on me to think twice about my request. The scientists scribble on notepads exitedly, then seem to talk quietly about my question. Finally one of them brings in a tall glass full of a strange green liquid and hands it to me. I take it and gulp it down as fast as I can, draining it and ignoring the bitter taste. It soothes my throat some, and I relax a bit. Then they finished untying the wing bones and had folded them tightly against my back, sending screams of pain through me. Then they took long strips of white bandage and wrapped it around my chest, holding the wing bones tightly against my back. Then they held a rag to my face and I passed out again.

~They bring him in unconcious and lay him on the metal bed in his cell, about 45 minutes from when they first took him~