Mina
My heart pounded so loudly. I thought I heard it echo off the doctor’s room. The pit. Of course. Even here, your body wasn’t yours. What right did they have to control this? My body. My life. And yet, I had no say. My body, my blood—it all belonged to them now. Even if I wanted to reject this “new life,” it wasn’t up to me. They’d monitor every change, every whisper of rebellion and escape. Even my own blood couldn’t be trusted.
A shiver rippled through me as Doctor Brad’s cold gaze drilled into me.
“So, what now?” I managed to ask.
Doctor Brad folded his arms; his expression was unreadable. “Now? You try to survive.”
“Survive?” I barked out a bitter laugh. More tears poured from my eyes. Was I laughing or crying? I couldn't tell. “That’s easy for you to say. They’re going to f
