The younger guard walked ahead and opened the door, while the older one, who had been carrying me, dumped me onto the cold floor of my hospital room. I winced as my body hit the ground hard, sending a jolt of pain through me.
Neither of them said a word. They didn’t even bother to look back. I heard the door click shut and the unmistakable sound of the lock sliding into place from the other side.
I was locked inside.
I stayed on the floor for a moment. My chest rises and falls in heavy pants as my heart was still pounding erratically from the adrenaline rush.
I racked my brain, trying to make sense out of what just happened.
Wait… Did that really happen?
So Dr. Ferris seriously ordered the guards to drag me back here just because I dared to ask about my own medical file?
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