DEATH IS PEACE

NIGHTINGALE

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When I woke up, I was a bit disoriented. For several seconds, I couldn’t remember where I was or how I got here, and the room seemed so unfamiliar. My limbs felt like jelly, and my lower half tingled. I was still in that dazed half awake state when the door opened and the man responsible for my condition walked in. It was seeing his face that triggered all my memories. I remembered how he caught me with the pills and his ‘punishment’… no wonder I felt so out of it after waking, I came so hard that I passed out right after. I was fully dressed now, and so was he. I usually sleep light so it’s a surprise to me that he dressed me and I didn’t even notice or wake up. I also feel clean instead of sticky so he must have cleaned me up too instead of just putting clothes over all the bodily fluids I slept with. I didn’t really know how to feel about that, should I feel violated or grateful?

“You’re awake, good. We need to get strapped in, we’re about to land.” He said as he wal