The Descending
My eyes fluttered, heart racing a million beats per second. My gaze felt heavy and disoriented. I didn't feel well at all. My stomach clenched and my throat burned like I just injuested acid. Figures wearing what seemed like white lab coats slowly moved in front of me, as if they were examining me. As if my life was some type of expirement to them all. I tried to move but my limbs and body wouldn't budge. I was trapped here and I couldn't seem to get out of this situation. A muscular looking man in a tight fighting lab coat...