I dropped my hands to catch what was happening. Out of the corner of my eyes, I picked up the sight of his hands retracting into his pocket, cradling a syringe.
“He-he injected me with…” my words slurred, failing to ring out loud enough for anyone to hear over the growing commotion.
Before I could try to say more, my legs gave out and I fell.
“You'll be fine,” I heard the blue-eyed man whisper to me. It wasn't particularly menacing but I was still terrified.
My entire body protested against giving in to whatever liquid was pulsing in my veins at the moment but I couldn't help it, I was fading away.
Why wasn't my body countering its effects? That was my last question for the night before I passed out.
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I was startled right awake sitting atop a soft plushy surface. With a casual fe
