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Chapter eight
The death cure




















Let's get into it















"Was that?" I whisper to Josie across the room in her cell

She just smiles at me and nods

My hands go over my mouth as i smile as well

"Astrid" The door opens and Janson walks in

"It's time" He grins

"Yeah it's time for you to drop fucking dead" I roll my eyes

"I guess they didn't do good yesterday, i guess we will do better today" He says as two guards walk in behind him

"What? But you heal me everytime, why not this time?" I ask

"You don't deserve it" He says as the two guards open my cell and walk in, they both grab one of my arms

"Fuck you Janson, i should've killed you instead of Dr. Flores you fucking pedo ass piece of shit!" I yell

I hear one of the guards laugh

It's him

"Get her out of here!" Janson yells before storming out

I let them take me to the room, since i know i'm not getting tortured

One guard starts tying me to a chair as the other goes over to the weapons

As soon as i'm finished being tied up, the guard at the weapons grabs a taser and tases the other guard

He falls to the ground

"Untie me" I say, he quickly comes over and undoes the ropes around me

We hear footsteps, "Shit no no no" I mutter before tying my legs again, the door buzzes open as soon as i'm fully tied up again

"What the hell happened?!" Janson asks noticing the guard on the ground

Me and the other guard look at eachother, needing an excuse

"Me" I take the blame

"You seriously thought i'd just let them do whatever they want to me?" I ask

"And what the hell were you doing as this happened?" Janson asks the guard

"I was getting everything prepared, i turned around and he was on the ground" He says

Janson glares at the both of us

"Chrck the cameras, get im out of here, in the meantime, you torture both, we don't have enough guards" Janson says leaving the room

A guard comes in empty handed and grabs the guard on the ground, taking him out of the room

Another guard comes in, with a passed out Josie in his hands, he sets her down on a chair

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