The surgeon grasped the key in his hands, Amara hearing the sizzling sound as it burnt his flesh, none the less, not preventing him from undoing his shackles. He kept a wary eye on Jessica and Cindy, who were currently yelling things at each other, before hastening to Amara's side.
He undid her wrist restraints first and she moved her hands, wincing at the pain, even as her burnt flesh began to heal itself. Her ankles were next and she felt her blood beginning to circulate properly again as she slowly moved off the bed, the surgeon helping to keep her upright and steady, when her body faltered, the drug still in her system.
"s**t" swore the surgeon and he ripped the tube out, Amara thanking him silently with her eyes. Her head flopped on his shoulder and they both turned and stared wide
