"Ughhhhhhh" I moaned. God, does my head hurt. My eyes blurred in and out when I tried to lift my head. "Owww, that was a mistake" I whispered to myself when I recieved a massive headache in protest. I laid my head back down, but what I collected from my short peek was that I was in a different room. Beeps from computers and other machines were everywere, but I only saw 3 of them when I looked. Once I started regaining strength and feeling in my limbs. I realized I was chained down to one of those metal tables like you see in the movies.
Sadly, these chains weren't leather, but more like solid steel. Two of the chains were clamped down on my wrists. While, the other two were clamped onto my ankles. I could try to break out of them for years and still get nowhere. A strange contraption was above my head. It look kinda like if a giant shot and a engine had a baby. I assumed that the machine was what was making all those beeping noises. To my left looked like what seemed like surgeons tools on a little cart. My stomach dropped when I realized what they could or are going to do with me. This is bad I thought.
Suddenly, the door burst open and about five doctors and Dr. Fenton A.KA Dr. Fatton appeared.
"Look who finally woke up" He joked with a smirk "How are you feeling?"

" Fuck off" I retorted.

That shut him up. Although, I didn't have much time to congratulate myself for the victory because with out making a sound one of the nurses injected me with some sort of anestheia and within seconds I realized I was awake, but I couldn't move. I guess he wanted to shut me up too.