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@Chriyu
Do it again.No, I shouldn't. It hurts.
But if you do it again, you'll feel better. The pain will all go away.
Sariel frowned to herself, pondering the wisdom the voice had just given her. Perhaps it was right. How was she to know? She smiled and stood up from her sprawled position on the tiled floor. Turning, she ignored the pattering of rain coming from her window. It would be useless to try and enjoy the storm, anyway. The glass was sealed shut, warded against breaking, and there were bars over both sides of it. She could see out, but barely. Usually she just ignored the outside world entirely. She had more important things to do.
Such as running into the wall, which was precisely what she did. The collision was enough to briefly knock her out, her body crumpling to the floor. For about a minute, she found what she was looking for. The absence of pain. Too soon, however, she was brought back to the light and to pain as a pair of male nurses hovered over her, administering medications in syringes.
Kill them!
Her arms shot up, both hands wrapping around the throat of the closest nurse. They both yelped, the caught one squirming while the other leapt to his feet and ran for help. She growled and threw the nurse aside, her eyes catching on the open door.
Forget him. Flee!
She sprinted to the door and out of it, making it halfway down the sterile white hallway before running into a scowling Orc.
"Not so fast!" he snapped, wrapping both arms around her. Soon others arrived, helping to contain her as she thrashed and shrieked at them.
The next thing she knew, it was two hours later and she was sitting in the common room, heavily sedated. She sat in the corner, staring at the rain falling outside.