Chapter 8
 

                         February 25th, 2013

 

              
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If one could speak simply through their eyes gaze, the nurses would be paralyzed in fear and utter horror from the look they were receiving from Joohee.

Not only was the young girl mad at the fact she was imprisoned, but the fact that that creepy man had literally man-handled her into a rickety old wheelchair and now she was tied to a table against her will while being injected with a mysterious red liquid.

The second the needle pierced her skin she felt cold. The chill caused by the metal table she was strapped to didn't come close to the cold waves rushing through her limbs and into her torso, up her neck.

The icy feeling turned hot within an instant once it hit her head. It was a strangely painful feeling, and if she had the ability to scream in that moment she would have, having ice crawling throughout her body with molten lava rolling around in her skull.

She bared her teeth and tightly screwed her eyelids shut to try and deal with the pure pain. Her vision was clouded with a purple haze, the beeping noises surrounding her in the room drown out by the conflicting temperature rush throughout her entire body.

She was completely unaware of the fact that the needle had already been removed from her arm and one of the nurses was taking notes on her physical reactions. She was completely unaware of how long she had laid there, shivering and shaking in agony.

Joohee was so completely focused on her own being that she took no note of being moved from the metal table back into the old wheelchair. Her head lolled to either side due to the movement, a headache achingly slowly forming within the very back of her skull. Her limbs felt like they were frost bitten and severely lacking in blood flow, and