I slowly opened my eyes only to see my bed was moving. I see the three men. They were taking me somewhere. Somewhere to torture me. I think they are trying to remove my bending or something else. I didn't struggle. The chemicals they poured into me made me numb and woozy. I couldn't see all that well. Objects and people were blurry. I couldn't make out true shapes. 

They place me on a table. One slowly sliced open my chest side. I wince as blood spilled out. I clutch my fists. I pant when the knife gets pulled out. 

"I think you guys might need to give me a new gown." I say.

"Your humor is entertaining, but it will surely die." The first said.

The second one, who sliced my side open. Grabbed a sharp hook shaped knife. He dug in into my flesh. I scream. I blew out fire from my mouth like a dragon. That was not expected. Then he stuck pincers into my flesh. I screamed. He pulled out a chunk of bone. I breath heavily. He placed it into a jar. He pulled out some tissue and fat as well. It was like I was a fish that was being gutted. 

I am afraid of them. I'm scared. I'm losing my mind every day they torture me and experiment on me. The biggest problem I have is why me? Why am I here? I'm not anyone they think I am. 

"Your questions will be answered soon enough." The first said.