Vanessa struggled with the restraints that was used to hold her in place on the small bunk bed positioned on the top left corner of the empty room. The room had just the bed she was lying on and a wooden chair closed to it. It was more of a cell than a room, with a small window not even big enough to fit the human head positioned close to the roof, away from reach. She battled more with the restraints on her hands and legs, trying to break free but with no success.
The door's lock rattled as it was being unlocked from the outside and Vanessa quickly stopped her wriggling, her heartbeat rising with fear. From all the stories Hannah had told her about the dreaded doctor, she was scared it was her turn to experience such cruelty. The iron door made a lou
