(Tayla's POV)
I was back in the lab, but what was staring back at me were bloody faces. The faces I remembered, the faces of my tormentors, were broken, bloody, and smiling. I screamed as they came toward me with scalpels or needles. They had me tied down and were making small cuts along my arms and legs. I fought and fought but I was paralyzed. My body wouldn't move in any way. That's when Arya came toward me with a scalpel in hand. Her face was half ripped off her skull, the expression making it that more horrifying. She bent over my stomach, looked at me for a second.
"You might feel a small pinch." her voice was soft and horse. She ran the scalpel along my stomach. Everyone laughed as I screamed in pain. I closed my eyes and willed myself to wake up, but I was still there. She caught
