A/N: Hi all. The chapters published aren't edited. Just raw first written draft. Just so I can actually share it sooner. I will edit it once it is complete and will make sure to add a note on the edited chapters. 

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Slowly the sounds around her began to focus. With a subtle steady mid pitched constant beeping sound being the only noise in the vicinity. As her breathing quickened, so did the rhythm of the beep. Hospital was her first thought. It ended in a shootout? I could be wounded. But why am I not waking up? It felt like lucid dreaming. Like being stuck between sleep and waking with a heavy black curtain weighting down her eyelids as they would not budge. 

The whole world seemed still around. No footsteps no opening doors, nothing but the irritating beeping at her bedside. Is this how I end? Half aware of what's happening but unable to do anything about it, not even a simple of movement of opening my own eyelids? It terrified her. The finality of one's free will and the possible dangers threatening her life at an arms reach. 

A click of the door made her heart race even faster. Once again the beeps betrayed her state of semi consciousness. A light shined over her close eyelids but her limbs still remained unmoved. As another much heavier set of shoes stepped in, stopping on the left side of the bed. Even without the sight the feeling this creature emanated was of power. A dark and cunning, sinister and unapologetically evil aura oozing from where it stood. If she was to imagine its form it would be of a reaper in a suit, well since the thud of the shoes was so alike to her brothers who always dressed to impress that was what she chose to think of her reaper.

"She is trying to wake up." What can be assumed as a doctor softly said pressing her fingers on the inner part of her arm just under the palm. Her softness of the voice and delicate touches were juxtaposed to the man's gruff voice. "Put her under." The next thing she felt was a blissful lightness and her consciousness drifted off into nothingness just as he had commanded.

The next time as her consciousness rushed back it wasn't a pleasant morning dabble at the sea side where the sand is as soft as feathers. This time it came on fast. Almost as fast as a train smashing into a low flying bird leaving it crippled into its metal exterior. The beeping was nowhere to be heard. The only rush was the blood pulsating in her own ears. The pain radiated from everywhere and nowhere at the same time. As if she was prodded and poked all over. The girl half rolled to her side and with shaky arms tried to heave herself up, opening her eyes to the brightness of the room.

White in all its glory. The steel objects scattered at the corners of the room. A couple of minutes pass as her breathing and some of the strength came back. She began to study the room in more detail. Searching for anything that could be a weapon of surprise after being concealed in her hospital gown. Behind the bed was a small cupboard slightly opened. The girl hauled her feet to the other side of the bed and as she was about to get up something tugged at her forearm. A tube connecting one end to a bag of liquid with the other to her arm. At the sight she grimaced and with the other palm slowly pulled out the foreign object out of its wrongful place. Half expecting blood to pour out she held in her breath but nothing. At the relief of a clean job she got off the bed and opened the only unlocked cupboard taking out spare scrubs.

Knowing that the doctor was a female, the fit of the scrubs didn't surprise her. She might as well pretend to be her. At that thought a click in the door sounded and her round eyes stared at the intruder expectantly. The white lab coat, the dark brown hair and big nose were but a few characteristics she saw as the woman walked through seeming not surprised at her patients wearabouts. She closed the door behind herself without locking it. The key hung on the round door knob from a steel chain.

Their eyes met and neither of them dared to move. As several minutes passed both women began to relax in each other's company but never putting their guards down. "I'm your doctor, Dr Sparks." She manages in a calm tone, calculating eyes trying to guess her patient's next move. Her voice, although very similar, seemed different. Rougher around the edges.

The doctor was the first to extend her hand in a greeting gesture. After another minute she gave up and slowly walked towards her patient, weary of the girl's next steps. Her eyes shifted between the bleeding arm and the patient's eyes. "I can fix that..." She pointed to the red sleeve. The girl looked down seeing the only pop of colour in the room as it spread across her sleeve and slowly dripped onto the floor beneath her feet.

Her patient nodded and wobbled, feeling light headed. She sat back on the hospital bed as the doctor began to take out her supplies. Once she had all done she let the small tap run with water before beginning her work. "Just listen." The doctor said her eyes caught the girls in a stern stare.

"You have to leave here. He will break you. Your IUD is out. I gave you a shot. It will only last 3 months. You need to leave. I won't be able to do it again without raising suspicion or being caught smuggling that vile in, again." She cleared her throat and with a big smile she turned to the table once again picking some gause up and wetting it under the running water.

"Once we finish, knock me over and run out. The main office is on this floor. Turn right to find it or left to find the main hall. Exits are monitored 24/7. No one leaves without being searched thoroughly." The doctor's eyes conveyed her speech. She believed in what she said. Whether it was true or not is subjective at the time. "Father will contact you again." She finished and turned to the stream of water turning it off letting the silence take over again.

Before she turned around the girl's mind swirled with the endless possibilities. Find the nearest exit or play dumb unlucky girl. As the doctor swished on the chair the girl's reflexes woke up as she smacked the metal tray into the doctor's face. Followed by a kick to the stomach and a blow to the nose as she held her down. She hit her once more, feeling the doctor go limp under her grip. Her knuckles hurt just a tad bit more than everywhere else as the race to escape began.

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