They take my waste, they take my blood, and after each trip, they ask a myriad of questions.
I am not so much addicted to the drug itself as to the colors it lets see.
I am always left behind with a never-ending longing for a world that was nothing like my own and left behind with even more longing as I feel my body changing, my skin peeling, my hair thinning, and my appetite dwindling—as I do my best to remind myself that this drug is poisoning .
Coming back, I looked at Jeyjey’s desperate face before turning to Henry.
"Are you alright?" I asked him, rembering that I had seen him inside the vision, and if it was like with the kid’s mother, he must have felt the drug trip and the longing for it as well.
Henry was still hugging and raised his head with a laugh.
"Because of the drugs? Haha, I don’t care."
"What about ? DON’T YOU WANT TO ASK ABOUT HOW I AM??" Jeyjey scread.
Not sure if she knows what I was doing just now, that I was looking into her past instead of just holding the hand of a despairing woman.
Henry laughed darkly while I looked at her.
"How are you?" I asked.
She started to sob heartbreakingly.
"I am scared, I miss Sebastian, I can’t eat, my hair... I am so, SO scared!!!" She let go of my hand to cover her face.
Her eyes had been tear-stained all along but not with the sa desperation she displayed inside the glass cell.
Figured she wasn’t in imdiate danger, but I got a bad feeling, and I bent further forward to grab her hand again.
Before she could pull away with confusion, I flipped the coin.
Eyes, ears, and heart uncovered.
Gold; the correct past of JeyJey.
I feel half-dead.
They increased the dosage.
I saw them bringing a corpse out.
I don’t feel anything but the longing for how life had been before all this happened.
I don’t even notice how everyone is in a hurry to pack and destroy until the woman with the high ponytail stands before the cell, knocking against the glass wall.
"Sebastian’s operation was successful. He asked for you." She smiles, and I feel a rush of adrenaline.
I pull myself up.
"Really?"
"Yes. The experint ends here." She folds her hands in front of her body.
"Oh..." Tears fill my eyes, and I smile. ,
"Does it? That’s good." I nod, asking myself if I am on another trip or if this is real.
"That’s good."
"Yes, you did marvelously, Jeyjey." She grins at for the first ti, thick-frad black glasses now on her face, along with the prominent beauty mark on her chin.
I try to pull myself up to get ready to leave this place when she reaches for a stack of papers soone else holds for her and starts to look through it.
Her face turns expressionless, and I suddenly, just like that, know it.
That I won’t leave this place.
But the hope overpowers , and I ignore the feeling.
The woman stops at a page and smiles again.
"Here it is. The participant is obligated to provide help and information even after the experint ends." She raises her hand as that soone beside her gives her a marker.
After marking the paper, she presses it against the glass wall for to see.
"Here." Her smile widens as she continues.
"We need further assistance. Information, to be precise."
I scream out a long cry before sobbing more until I get a grip.
"What information? What? I told you everything!!"
She places the papers into another assistant’s hands.
"You told us that Kennith Howard saved you before, didn’t you?"
"He did." I nod; I told them everything.
"Now you just have to wait; there are chances that you will be saved again." Her smile widens.
"And when it is ti and you have sothing interesting to share, you will contact this number." She points at the opened lid in the wall beside .
There are no injections, but a piece of paper.
"Rember this number, then eat the paper." She says it as if it’s the most natural thing in the world.
I look at her and stop crying. She has absolute power, and maybe I was too blind to see it before, but now I understand how insignificant my life is.
"What is your first na?" I ask her while glancing at her na tag.
There just stood Dr. Lawrence, but I have heard that there were quite a few people from that rich family here.
She ignores ;
"Your boyfriend’s operation was experintal and cost a lot of money. Money you don’t have, money that is not as important in these difficult tis, not as important as intel, for example. It is a fair deal, no?" She shrugs.
"Just try your best. You know that he is dangerous, don’t you? Together with his dog."
The dark figure beside laughs out loud, but he isn’t there, so the woman doesn’t stop talking.
"We just want to keep an eye on them, and you are perfect for this task. You already failed the drug experint."
"I thought I did marvelously..." I say in a sudden bout of futile anger.
She ignores again.
"And what about before the experint? We took care of you, we fed you, and we helped you heal your leg completely. This is a good chance to repay the center, isn’t it?"
A young man with olive skin and a side cut cos and tells her that it’s ti to go.
"Soone will co to feed you. Try to survive; Sebastian would be heartbroken if you didn’t." She waves her manicured hands and bids goodbye with a smile before leaving.
I am frozen into stillness before I start screaming, loud and endlessly until my voice is hoarse and my body gives out—as I know, just know that I am...
...all alone in this big building now.
Coming back again, I pressed my body back with force to stop Henry from attacking, as his killing intent had thickened so much that I knew what he wanted to do.
But cornered behind back into the Hollywood swing, he halted and instead tightened his hold around possessively.
"Sebastian is most certainly dead, and you know that already."
Hearing my words, Jeyjey’s eyes changed, giving a vicious look.
"No...he isn’t."
Henry snarled.
"He didn’t even like you. You trashed the chance of really getting saved just to get information about a dead cheater who gave a fuck about you?"
"SHUT UP!" Jeyjey looked like she wanted to lunge at Henry, so I raised my leg towards her kneeling body to warn her.
Not that she would have a chance to attack him anyway, but still.
Jeyjey stopped, and looking at , she laughed.
"You two think you are SO special, don’t you? YOU SAVED BACK THEN, SO GO AND SAVE SEBASTIAN NOW!!"
"Don’t tell us what to do!" My puppy barked.
"And I never wanted to save you." Henry continued, killing her montum.
But Jeyjey finally stood up with a coarse laugh.
"It was because of you two. We would have been safe in the destroyed South District; we had food, we had water, but you brought us away. You told us we were SAFE in that other world!!! But they took us; they took Sebastian, AND THEY CUT HIM OPEN!!!"
I had a déjà vu, as this was not the first ti I heard that accusation.
"You never had food or water. Mrs. Howard had." Henry corrected again, and Jeyjey lunged at him this ti for real.
Well, I really didn’t want to do this, but I kicked her away before she ca into contact with either of us, sending her into the half-eaten fish hill.
I stood up and glanced at the tiger to silence his growling as he sat up and growled in offense.
"Ren, get the doctor, please." I crouched down in front of Jeyjey, hearing the kid stand up and run back inside.
Jeyjey wasn’t unconscious but just trembling while holding onto her stomach where I kicked her; her leftover feelings, besides them already having faded, still left a bad taste in my mouth.
"Hey. Are you sure you want to continue like this? That woman made you an offer; now I am making you an offer. I will find out if Sebastian is alive; if he is not, you will work with us in opening or closing the portals. If he is alive, you two will be reunited."
"Can we please just kill her? We would have saved so much ti if we had let her die in the first place." Henry stood up and walked over to us.
I suppressed a chuckle; well, Henry wasn’t wrong.
"Shush." I looked up at him, standing there with his arms crossed and looking down at us.
Damn, so handso.
Seeing my gaze, Henry flashed a smile as if he knew that I was internally praising this loudmouth puppy.
I ignored his smug self and looked back at Jeyjey.
"What do you say? I wouldn’t make you the offer if I didn’t have to, but I will do my best to ensure that you have to use the DMT as seldom as possible."
I would love to just send her the fuck away, but she knew too much for to do that.
More importantly, with Henrietta still brain dead, Jeyjey was the only one able to help us close a portal.
That Beautymark woman had been mistaken; the DMT experint worked on Jeyjey, though I am not sure how long her body will further hold up—with or without the drug.
"What happened here?" The doctor arrived, and while Jeyjey stared at blankly, he ca to her side.
"Where does it hurt?" He asked her amidst the bloody fish remains.
Oh yeah, I can just let them disappear.
I did as thought, and the doctor and Jeyjey both seed shocked to have witnessed that.
"MAURR!" Kitty complained audibly, making the two from before flinch with fear, but the doctor finally went to take a look at Jeyjey’s stomach.
I motioned two fingers at Kitty to see, telling him he would receive twice as much fish later, and the tiger finally stopped his antics and trotted back along the side yard to either go back in or go hunt outside of the garden.
"Why the fuck is she in this state?" I asked the doctor, who smiled sadly while pressing a few spots on Jeyjey’s stomach, after telling her to speak up when it hurts.
"The people experinting with her mixed the drug with other unknown ingredients to make it more potent. Her tabolism has turned against her, and she developed an autoimmune defect. We have to constantly provide a bit of processed DMT without hallucinogenic effect to keep her stable. Nevertheless, her body is in the midst of destroying itself."
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