Rory
My eyes searched everywhere, taking in every part of the room, material, people around me. The cool metal of the table was like a shock against my naked skin. My arms and ankles were strapped to the table and there were rows and rows of machines and computers and test tubes lines on the table next to me. I was in a lab. My heart was racing and my breaths were coming out short and fast.
There was a steady beep on a monitor that coincided with my heart's beat. There was a scent of bleach and chemicals in the air. There were four witches, one in every corner. Each of them were dressed in all black with combat boots and weapons strapped all over their bodies. There was one woman who wore a white lab coat and her blonde hair was pulled back into a tight bun at the base of her head. She
