I didn't know where I was.

All I was aware of was the bright light. Light so intense that I wanted to shut my eyes. But were my eyes even open? Was I even alive?

There were no sounds. No voices. Nothing...

Except the sudden screech of a chair being pushed back. The slam of a door closing.

The slam of that same door opening again and a face.

I didn't know this face.

"Wakey, wakey bitch."

A pinching sensation ran up my arm, sending my heart racing. What the hell was that?

My eyes opened all the way, and I felt my breath coming out more quickly than normal.

The face disappeared from view as the sound of something dropping into a cabinet echoed through the silent room. A syringe maybe? I definitely had just been injected with something.

"All right. This is going to be pretty simple. All you've got to do is keep your pretty little mouth shut and not thrash around too much, 'kay? I don't feel like having to start from the top." The face returned above me. It wasn't really a pretty one. It was a red-headed kid with freckles and an oddly shaped nose. A scar ran up the side of his cheek, and it only made the smile he gave me all the more terrifying. He patted my cheek lightly, like I were his dog.

I snarled.

"Aww, none of that. This won't hurt too much."

Wait, what?

"I mean...that's a lie, but I like that line. It makes me feel like a supervillain."

It was a lie.

I screamed as literal hellfire filled my veins.