Time Will Tell (sequel to HMM)

Chapter 10- Run

--Allison-- 

As I start to wake up, I feel the cold stones pressed to my back, seeping through the piece of fabric I have on to cover my body, The concrete below is just as cold. This room, wherever it is, is kept low. Low enough to bring my body temperature down. I haven't been able to access my wolf since I had been drugged when they got me. 

I don't know who they are, some monsters that have kept me prisoner. I don't even know how long I've been here. I tried counting the days, but when there are no windows, barely any lights, and when you keep getting knocked out by drugs, it makes it impossible to guess. 

I feel the deep pit of despair coming back to swallow me whole. The mood swings I keep going through, they must be a side effect of whatever it is they're giving me. There's no way out of this, there's no way Alarik will find me, and there's no way I can break free. 

I give up pulling on the shackles that bind my wrists, the skin there rubbed raw and scabbing from all the times I've tried to pull them loose. Even if I had my wolf strength, they're made of silver. There's no way I'm getting out of them, not unless someone unlocks them with a key. 

I looked to my arm that had the stitches in it. It had healed. I had a scar running the length of my forearm from the silver knife that had done the damage, but the crossings from the stitches had gone away. The only marking left from what had been done by silver. 

I looked down where the bullets had gone into my legs. They'd long since heald, heald the first time after I woke from it actually. That meant I would have been out for at least a day or two after that. 

My hand moved down to it for probably the fifteenth time since waking up to find it, rubbing over the skin there. I could feel the bullet inside and I flinched a little as it moved causing a spurt of pain. It was nothing compared to what I'd felt when it went in there. 

I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. They kept me out so when they did their next experiment on me I was able to recall the pain like it was yesterday. Because to me, it was yesterday. It was still fresh in my mind. It wasn't a surprise when I felt it again. Then again, that just meant to me that each day I was enduring more and more pain. Was it a method to break me? As if they even needed to do that. I was completely under their control, those drugs made it impossible for me to retaliate in any way. 

There had been other people that I'd seen. At first they'd seemed cautious around me, probably in case I did find a way to escape. Since then they'd started showing more. I saw more people, they let names slip. I couldn't quite tell, but it almost seemed as if the majority of the time they were calling each other by their last name. 

The door opened and I was brought out of my own thoughts. No matter how many times they opened that door, I still flinched from the burn of the light on my eyes. I felt the familiar prick of the needle and the haze that went over my mind. 

I didn't move. Just sat there. 

Yes, I had been broken. 

There weren't any thoughts of escape because there was no escape. My mind tried to tell me differently sometimes, but I knew my place. There was no escape because there was no wolf. Even if I managed to get my hands on my wolf, it would be too weak to do anything. I wasn't sure how long I'd been in here, but I knew even before I'd been taken, I needed to let my wolf run free. It had been too long in human form. 

She had been suppressed with everything going on, and now I can't even reach her to let her out if I wanted to. There was no way they'd let me do it. They knew if I could reach my wolf then I could contact someone. I wasn't sure how they knew all of this, but somehow they did.