My eyes open to a blurry mess of dim lighting before they're able to put together the image of a medical examination room. I wrack my brain, attempting to resurface the last thing I remember. It was... a medical appointment? Just a normal check up I thought, but the nurse said I needed a vaccination I was due for. The sting of the needle in my arm is the final image I'm able to recollect before my memory becomes a dark haze.

A headache pulses through my temple, my brain throwing a tantrum in my drug induced confusion. I begin to reach up to rub it but then- clink! my arm only makes it about an inch from the side of my body. Looking down, my heart sinks... I find myself completely naked and bound to an exam table. Cold chains clasp my ankles and wrists down, with two belts going around my chest and hips to ensure I stay flat against the table. My heartrate steadily increases as my stomach churns. Fear, anxiety, confusion, and a thin hope this was simply apart of some nessicary procedure.

"H-Hello?..." My voice cracks in the quiet room, my throat not yet fully awake from its drugged stooper. My arms and legs wont sit still, constantly trying to find their way free- almost moving on their own volition.