Encarcelado (Horror)

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My head feels heavy,
I try to open my eyes.
The lights blind me,
I blink,
Trying to focus.
My hands are numb
As I try to move them
I feel the restraints
I try to break free.
The metal cuts into my flesh.
I scream,
Tears roll down,
There's no one to hear my pleas.
But wait...

Someone is coming fast.
He is wearing a white coat.
He's advancing,
Sorry she's coming...

Or is it an it?
He's not human,
Pale greenish skin,
Googly eyes, freckled,
Wiry hands glide towards mine,
I squirm to avoid,
As his clammy skin touches mine.
And suddenly see them all.

They look same,
All eyes determined,
Insanely black,
Staring at me.
And there's a clang of metals,
Surgical instruments,
Scalpels, forceps,
Gleaming in the blinding light.
Oh no, they're closing in...

"AN108, " a metallic voice calls,
They halt,
Waiting for command.
High frequency sounds flow
To an fro and,
They arrange again.
I scream as the scalpel blade,
Tears through my skin,
My skull is being chiseled apart
Each muscle,
Each nerve and vein,
My voice is broken,
I'm too tired to even cry,
I know what they're doing,
I had known it
Since the invasion.
I thought I had escaped.
Luck wasn't on my side.
Their trackers got me
In a jiffy...

And then I wake up,
On the operation table.
A searing pain paralyzes me,
As they rip out my gut
Replacing it with machines.
Sophisticated and advanced
The leads they connect,
To my heart and immediately
A shock runs through me.
It's paralyzing,
Debilitating and excruciating,
And yet I don't cry,
Cause I know the end,
And I know I'll stay till the end
And beyond...

They fix more devices,
In the cavity of my body
And check small remotes
For smooth functioning.
All the while I lie exposed.
But I am not bleeding,
Maybe they used some,
Hemostatic agents
To arrest the flow.
It doesn't matter anyway,
Cause soon I won't be me...

So I try to focus on the,
Last moments when
I control my body.
They bring titanium wires
And wrap up my body,
In circuits.
Blood is all sucked,
Replaced by perfluorocarbons
And yet I don't protest,
Knowing it's useless.
Was I the only human left?
Does humanity end with me?
The thoughts are too heavy,
Depressed I feel.
I don't blame them,
The extraterrestrials
Are seeking revenge...

Oh you stupid humans,
You never thought twice,
Before trapping them,
In that ghetto,
Area 51 you call it.
You experiment on them,
Kill their kind,
So will they leave us?
So they turn us,
To mechanized slaves,
To be used at will...

And I feel my consciousness
It's slipping away
They're fiddling with
My brain now,
I'll wake up as someone else,
SOMETHING else to be precise.
The last human
Is being wiped out,
Just for your greed....

Bye earth, bye humanity,
Bye my body,
I'm going,
Fading slowly into oblivion...

Fading smell...

Sound...

Sight...

Going...

Gone.

500 words completed
Written at a moment when I was getting bored with Pharmacology and OT techniques... The perfect time for weird thoughts.... Dedicated tanuandchamp and THinvisibleQuill

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