WEDNESDAY


You wake up and remembering everything that happened just before you passed out, you attempt to sit up immediately, unfortunately you can't due to being restrained. Your legs, your arms and even your body are all strapped down on a gurney.

You can't cry out either as you have a ball gag on your mouth. You can make loud "Mmhghm!" sounds but that's about it.

Your clothing has also changed. While you're not naked, you're in one of those hospital gowns. You don't feel sore or anything, so you can only hope you weren't raped during the time someone was changing your clothes.

The fear of what's going to happen to you is overwhelming.

A quick glance around from you position shows that you're in a plain white room with no windows. There is a light above and a chair and door to your right, but to your left gives you cause for more terror as you see a table full of surgical instruments. A lot of them don't even look like proper surgical instruments so much as they look like torture devices.

There isn't much you can do except wait and attempt to stop crying though you fail in that endeavor. You just lie there thinking about how you said yesterday that things couldn't get any worse…and then they did.

You think about what you could've done differently to have made your life better and most importantly avoid the situation you're in now. You then think about how at some point, either Lilith, her brother or both are going to come in and start cutting you up and torturing you to death.

You're completely helpless and you wish that someone would just come in and save you from all this. The door suddenly opens and you turn your head hoping that somehow your magical thinking worked, but you only see Lilith walking in with a notebook in hand.

"Figured you should be up by now. Sorry to keep you knocked out for so long, but I'm sure you can see it was completely necessary. Couldn't have you running away or anything."

You turn away from Lilith who then gets closer and stares at your face a moment.

"Hmm, you've been crying. Natural response I suppose given your situation. Good. (Sigh) I told my brother not to put those in here." Lilith says taking notice of the surgical instruments and shaking her head.

"He probably thought it would be funny to have you even more terrified out of your mind than you already would be. I love Leslie with all my heart, but he really can be an inconsiderate asshole sometimes. Well most of the time really, anyway the main thing is don't pay any attention to those tools over there. That's not what I brought you in for."

Lilith puts her notebook on the table with the tools and addresses you again.

"Now. I'm going to release your ball gag since I'm sure it's uncomfortable. However when I do, I must ask you NOT to scream or anything like that. First of all it won't do any good. Second, it's terribly annoying. If we're going to have a positive relationship Suzy, it's absolutely necessary that you comply with my instructions. Do you understand?"

You don't really have much in the way of choices and resisting her with no way of actually doing anything would probably just result in something bad. You nod your head compliantly and Lilith takes off your ball gag.

"Are you going to kill me?" you ask.
"Ah the predictable question first. Well, we're going to get to that and several other questions you might have, but we're going to be doing this my way. So while I know you're very nervous and scared, you're going to just have to wait a while before they get answered. Do you understand?"

Once again you nod silently.

"Good. Very compliant. We're getting off on the right foot Suzy. Now then let's get to some of the more minor concerns you might have had running through your mind while you were laying here."

Lilith pulls the chair over to the table and after moving some of the tools out of the way she sits down, opens up her notebook and begins writing something in it while addressing you.

"I want to first alleviate any concerns you might have had about being sexually molested while you were unconscious. I assure you I undressed and dressed you myself. And since I'm not a lesbian you were completely unharmed as far as that goes. I can see one of the obvious reasons that would cause Bobby to be enamored with you though. You're a very pretty girl with a nice body and it's obvious just by speaking with him he still loves you despite your break up."
"…you…you spoke with Bobby?" you ask.
"Oh yes. Called him up as soon as I got you in the house. Took awhile to reach him, but eventually I did and I proceeded to have a very long conversation with him. I wanted to know more about you and only Bobby could provide those answers what with you being unconscious and all. He told me about how you met, your general personality, what you liked to do, and all of that stuff. When I asked what exactly caused the break up, he seemed to stumble over his words a bit. He claimed that he realized he couldn't abandon the silly family traditions, but it seemed like there was more to it than that because he kept insisting it was his fault and not yours. As if that was going to change what is going to be going on over here. You want to shed a little light on it Suzy? Please be honest."
"I…I (sniffle) didn't want to get married to him. I didn't want to live under the same roof as Diana since she was his ex and she hates me. I suppose…I also wasn't fond of the idea of having a bunch of babies like he wanted either. Our argument sort of spiraled from there." You answer.
"Hm, interesting. So you wouldn't consider yourself a domestic woman then. I suppose I can understand that. I certainly wouldn't want to spend most of my time barefoot and pregnant and my whole life revolving around my man's needs. I don't think my brother would like that either. He gets so wrapped up in his experiments that I don't even see him for days sometimes and he'd probably be homeless and living under a bridge if I wasn't working." Lilith chuckles and continues writing.

You remain extremely anxious about what's going to happen to you.

"I also can understand not wanting to live with my bitchy niece either. I know my nephew probably didn't think anything of it, but I also wouldn't have put it past him to hope for some sort of three way between you all. Good for you, putting your foot down like that."

All you can think is you'd willingly have a three-way with Bobby and Diana if it got you out of this situation.

"Anyway when my nephew found out you were over here he practically pleaded for me and his uncle not to kill or harm you in any way. He even said he'd be over to pick you up, but I told him that was completely out of the question since plans were already in motion. Still, I love my nephew and didn't wish to cause him any suffering so I agreed that you would not come to any harm as long as you followed the rules. So there's the obvious question answered."

You close your eyes silently thanking Bobby that he spoke up for you. Of course this doesn't make your fear disappear completely. Far from it, but at least you might have a glimmer of hope now.

"With that out of the way, your other questions are probably what is going to be done to you. Well, before I called Bobby, my initial intention was to do some tests and study you since I wanted another subject to observe and I saw an opportunity to grab you when you nearly crashed into me. However, some things have obviously changed, but there is still is opportunity here so I'm going to take advantage of it."
"…what do you mean?" you ask thinking Lilith has decided to completely twist her word to Bobby somehow.

"I'm getting to that. As you might've noticed most of the folks in town have gone completely nuts. Well there's a reason for that and you're going to be one of the few people outside of the higher-ranking Ground Zero personnel to learn about it."

Lilith stops writing to give you her complete attention.

"We put an experimental drug in the water supply and that's what's causing most people to act the way they're doing in town. In fact we've done this to a lot of places. As bad as what's going on in town, I imagine it's even worse in a bigger populated area like Security City." Lilith says.

While you're still worried about yourself, this bit of information is a little frightening for other reasons.

"Wait. What? Why?" you ask.
"Well there are very good reasons I assure you, but most of them probably wouldn't matter to most with any sort of so called ethical concerns on human testing. Indeed I don't even know all of the answers myself, I'm just a small cog in a big relentless machine. All I can do is tell you this, the world IS going to change very severely and very soon and it's Ground Zero's goal to try to save the human race at any cost. Our shelters aren't the only way we're doing that." Lilith says.
"But how is putting crazy juice in the water supply doing that?" you ask.
"Well, I'm not completely familiar with all the science involved, but it basically makes people more resilient to things like diseases, radiation, and even chemical gases. You know, anything that's likely to wipe out humanity on a wide scale when our glorious world leaders start pressing buttons. It seems like it increases strength and speed as well. Unfortunately it would seem it has a very negative effect on the mind, but that of course was an unintended side effect. However, if animal testing is anything to go by, those effects should only be temporary."
"But how long do they last?"
"With animals? A few weeks, but we never really got to test on humans at least not on a wide scale. There were some individual tests I believe, but those were the earlier stages of the drug and the results of those weren't very positive. Ground Zero wanted to pick a populated area to do testing on years ago to hammer out all the problems quicker, but we had an agreement with government, which kept dragging its damn feet as usual on things. It didn't help that GZ was also temporarily burdened with some incompetent leadership for a while so we didn't get to do any of this until the last minute and now this is the result. Don't get me started on the faulty elevator problems in most of the shelters…"

Lilith at this point shakes her head and runs her fingers through her hair as if dismayed with how things have turned out. As she's doing this, a horrible conclusion comes to you.

"Wait…am I going to go crazy too? I drank mostly bottled water!" you say.
"Yes, a lot of people do these days, but most people still bathe regularly, brush their teeth and such and all that is still enough even if you're not drinking straight from the tap. As for if you're going to go crazy, well that's a matter of perspective. Given what I know about you, I have to say from a professional perspective you're not exactly a beacon of sanity Suzy, but then who of us really is right? If you were worried that you're going to start going into a violent fit of rage, I'd have to say I don't think you are since you haven't already. The drug doesn't seem to be affecting everyone in town the same way for some reason. Not sure why, but again that's why I'm keeping you around for observation. You're going to be my control subject as it were."
"What does that mean?" you ask.
"What it essentially means is as long as you cooperate and don't try to escape, you'll be well taken care of. I'll ask you questions, maybe do a few non-invasive tests and that's about it. If it seems you're completely fine, I guess we'll move on from there. For now though I think you should have better accommodations don't you? This room is rather spartan, I'm going to take you to a new one. Now, I could call my brother in here or just wheel you to it still strapped to the gurney, but I'd rather NOT do that Suzy. I want our relationship to be a trusting one. So, I'm going to release you from your straps, you'll follow me and you WILL NOT try to escape or anything like that. Do you understand?"

Of course you're going to say yes to Lilith, no matter what, but your intentions are another matter.

While Lilith seems like a reasonable lady, she's still a Morningstar and all that entails from what you know of that fucked up family. She might not be one of the chaos goddess worshipping brainwashed cultist ones, but she's obviously still not concerned with the value of human life and the only thing that's saved you is having a past relationship with Bobby and his continued feelings for you.

She doesn't look tough, of course looks can be deceiving, but you're pretty desperate and you REALLY want to leave. When she releases you, you could probably easily grab one of those surgical instruments and hold her hostage until you took her car and got out of this place.

You've no idea where you'd go, but anywhere would be better.

You make an attempt to escape

You aren't going to stick around to be someone's lab rat only to probably get disposed of later. And you know enough about the Morningstar family that they're all a bunch of damn psychos at their core. You need to make your escape now.

Lilith undoes your straps and you're soon free. You sit up, stretch and then make out like you're about to fall.

"Oh shit." You say and Lilith quickly comes to your aid to prevent you from "falling."
"Whoa, easy there, you o…" Lilith starts to say and then you elbow her in the face.

Lilith falls to the floor and you grab a particularly sadistic looking knife from the table. Lilith is remarkable quick to recover because by the time you've done all this, she' already run to the door and opened it.

"LESLIE!" she shouts before you manage to grab her hair and put the knife to her throat.
"Don't move. I don't want to kill you, but I will to get out of here." You warn.
"This was a very stupid thing to do Suzy. If you'd cooperated you would've gotten out of here in a few days at most. Now you've sealed your own death certificate."
"Quiet! Now I'm taking your vehicle, so I'm going to need your keys. After I grab those I'll be leaving and if YOU cooperate you won't get hurt. So you better tell me where we're going and NOT shout for help again!" You say.
"(Sigh) Fine. I have my keys with me in my pocket. We just have to go to the vehicle. This way." Lilith says and the pair of you leave the room.

You constantly look around thinking you're going to see Lilith's brother coming around a corner, but so far nothing. Lilith tells you which way to go and eventually you're heading up the stairs. It's at this point Lilith starts talking shit again.

"You're not getting away with this you know. My brother's going to stop you before you can escape and when that happens…well you think things were going bad in your life before? You're going to soon learn that they're going to be infinitely worse."
"Yeah well I haven't seen him yet. I guess he didn't hear you. Probably too busy with his experiments or whatever fucked up shit you two do here. Christ, your family is fucked up."

Lilith laughs.

"Yes, and that apparently that didn't stop you from dating one of us." She says.
"That was different!" you snap.
"Of course it was. Extreme situations tend to create unusual pairings. Such as the one you and Bobby had. Although I think it was more unusual for him rather than for you given how much of a slave he is to some of my family's sillier traditions."

You get to the ground floor.

"Bobby saved you like some damsel in distress from your mean old serial killer uncle. Makes sense you'd latch on to him the way you did. In a way you're very much like one of those fairly tale princesses locked away in a tower, except in your case, you locked yourself away in your basement. Bobby was your Prince Charming."

You continue to ignore Lilith's ramblings.

"Now of course you still KNEW what Bobby was, but you willingly looked past that. Why? Was it love? No, even if you thought it was at first. If it was love you would've married him in his compound instead of being here. Was it low self esteem? Possibly. But even as introverted as you are, you're still a very pretty girl and you have to know that on some level…I mean even YOU aren't that stupid."
"Will you shut up?"
"Not to mention you seem to be fine by yourself. Even Bobby mentioned that you seemed to prefer your own company when you weren't with him. So where does that leave us Suzy? Why would you willingly date someone from a family as fucked up as ours? Do you know the answer?"
"Shut the hell up, I don't care! Just tell me where the front fucking door is!" you exclaim.
"Next two rooms to the right."

Lilith is quiet again and you make it to the front door. Still no sign of Leslie, so far so good. When you open the door, Lilith once again starts getting chatty.

"Since our time together is almost at an end, I guess I'll tell you the answer. You went with Bobby because deep down underneath all that apathy you're just as fucked up as the rest of us."
"That's not even remotely true."
"Oh, just because you were merely looking away from my nephew's murderous deeds, that somehow makes you less fucked up? That's classic enabling behavior, not to mention your co-dependency during your relationship with Bobby. Hell, before Bobby came into your life, you were pretty detached from the real world and lived in your own made up reality anyway. I'd say under a different sort of extreme circumstance, you'd easily turn into a killer like your uncle especially since from what I've heard the rest of your own family isn't exactly well adjusted either. Didn't one of them kill his whole family before shooting himself?"

You press the blade closer to Lilith's throat to the point that it draws blood.

"You keep talking and you're going to find that THIS extreme situation is the one that turns me into my fucking uncle, so keep fucking talking and you're going to be the first fucking victim!"

Your threat finally shuts Lilith up.

You make your way to the truck, still looking around Leslie, but you don't see anything. Eventually you get to the truck.

"Alright, very slowly grab the keys out of your pocket. Drop them in my other hand and I'll release you."

Lilith complies with your orders and as soon as you have the keys you toss her to the ground hard. You then open up the door and suddenly feel a hand grab one of your upper ankles and then a sharp blade cutting into where the tendon would be. You scream out in pain and fall on the driveway pavement. Then another hand grabs your other ankle and you feel a blade cut into your other tendon. Meanwhile Lilith has recovered and taken away the knife you dropped. She stands over you while you scream in pain.

An older man with completely white and wild hair crawls out from under the truck. He wears a bloody lab coat and goes over to Lilith and asks if she's okay and remarks on her neck, she nods that she is fine.

You roll over and try to stand, but find it's quite impossible with your tendons sliced the way they are. You're bleeding all over the place and the fear of what's coming next is overwhelming your physical agony.

"Told you my brother would help me. I knew he would. He's my Prince Charming after all. Hm. I suppose because it's drilled into our heads when we're little that on some level we all like to be rescued. A big strong man charging in to save the day and all that chivalrous patriarchal nonsense, but on some level it's still sort of hot." Lilith says and then gives her brother a long kiss and hugs him.

You try to crawl away, since you can't even stand at this point, but you don't get far.

"Too bad nobody's going to rescue you now though. Should've killed me instead of holding back…but then that's always been your problem isn't it? Squandering your potential." You hear Lilith say and then what follows is a hefty kick to the back of your head. You black out.

When you wake up you're firmly strapped to another table completely naked. This isn't a regular surgical table though since your legs are spread apart.

"Oh…no…NO…NO!" you start to say and try to struggle free.

Your voice calls attention to Leslie who was currently hovering over another body on a different table.

"Oh good, you're up. I wanted you to be before I started. My sister said it was imperative that you not be unconscious for whatever I have in store for you."

You start screaming for help in vain and Leslie goes over to you and starts stroking your head.

"Now she did suggest that one of the things I should do is hand you over to a couple of my redneck assistants and let them have fun with you, but no. After you harmed my sister's lovely neck with a blade, I think I should have ALL the honors. I'm going to do things. Bad things and I'm going to have fun doing it and nobody is going to stop me. We'll start off slow." Leslie says patting your head.

You begin to cry and for whatever reason in your grasp for hope in this hopeless situation you call out for Bobby.

"Bobby?" Leslie chuckles and then moves over to the part of the table where your legs are spread open and he gets between them while undoing his belt.

"I'm afraid he's not here to help you blondie. I will say that I've never considered this before, but since this is a unique situation… is my dick bigger than my nephew's? I guess you can be the judge."

What Leslie proceeds to do to you next is horrible and degrading.

Then it gets worse.

And worse.

And worse.

The next day, what's left of you (which isn't much) is cooked and wrapped up for sandwiches. What isn't used for lunchmeat is tossed in the trash.

And that is the story of you.