I then felt
a sharp jab in my neck that felt like a needle hitting home. I had missed
someone. They were hiding in the back part of the plane I hadn’t seen hidden
behind the wall holding medical equipment. How in the world did I miss another
person hiding back there? I was in too much of a hurry to find Julius and plot
an escape of some kind that I had completely missed it. I felt the drugs being
pushed into my veins and then the needle slide from within my skin. As I began
to feel its effects I remembered how I felt with my first dose of paralisix and
I knew they had given it to me again, but this dose was even stronger. From the
feel of it it seemed like they doubled, maybe even tripled it.
My knees
almost buckled beneath me and I had to grab onto the table where Julius lay to
steady myself. My hand fell to my side and the image of the man’s healthy red
cells flew from my mind. I couldn’t focus on anything and my vision blacked out
for a few seconds. I could feel my body trying to adjust itself to the
medication, but it couldn’t. Not with the dosage I was just given. I slowly
turned to look at the person behind me just to see their face. I would memorize
it for later when I was able to function again.
His bright
green eyes were striking and reminded me a lot of my own, and his strong
features were set in a stern gaze as he watched me succumb to the medication. He
had a small amount of stubble that made him look rugged yet distinguished and
he was wearing the military’s black get up. Why was I not surprised? A military
man selling out the supposed enemy? Sure, why not?
I could
feel myself beginning to sway, and then my legs gave out entirely. I was
falling in the same pattern as I had with my last dose, but much faster. The
first time I was able to walk into a whole other room before yielding to its
effects. I hadn’t even been able to take a single step now, not that I had even
tried really. I rested both of my hands on the ground, putting all of my weight
into them. The metal grate was grinding on my skin as I tried with all of my strength
to hold myself up. I was trying to fight the paralisix with everything I had,
but I was failing. The man then kneeled down in front of me and looked me in
the eyes.
“Don’t
fight it. Just let it take you,” he said. His voice was like velvet that
wrapped around me. Its effect was almost hypnotic.
“No,” I
mumbled, shaking my head in protest. “No.” That was the only word I could get
out without drooling all over myself.
I could see
him hold his hand out to someone behind me and something exchange hands. I moved
to a sitting position. I was not going to lie down. I wasn’t. That would mean
defeat. He took one of my arms and easily found a vein at the bend of my elbow,
and there was nothing I could do to stop him. I could barely form a sentence
let alone force my limbs to move. If anything, I was sinking farther and
farther into exhaustion now and I was surprised I was still sitting up. He slid
the needle in and pushed down the plunger, injecting me with an amber liquid.
“This is a
paralisix booster. It’ll intensify the effect of the drug.”
He sure was
right because I could see the world beginning to swim and my vision began to
blur. The muscles holding me up relaxed and I fell forward and into his arms. He
held me there as the drug took effect, moving my hair from my face and making
calming sounds. He had apparently done this before. Everything went completely
dark as I heard him once again told me not to fight it.
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