And Yet So Different

Y/n POV:

I don't know where I was, what time it was or even what day or moth it was. I felt like it could have been days or months since I got here. I only knew one thing: I have lived through much shit, and I will live through this one. The woman said it: they were not going to kill me. I do not know what their plan is but I will fight it. I will fight until my last breath. They were probably not going to let me "home" but in the past I have found a way up my feet every time I got knocked down.

A new day, well no. I still do not know what time it is but I think these 'tests' they are doing are happening maybe once a day. It was all kinds of tests. Well I like to call it tests. Sometimes I have to do something or they do something and the woman or this man in black from my fist day would. They would make me run or they would tell me something and I would have to tell them the exact same thing later on. When I would not be good enough or give a wrong answer i would get a punishment from any kind. Sometimes they would do things to me instead of me having to do something. They would give me fluids and probably write down my reaction to them.

A loud beep noise came and the door opened. She looked at me and I stood there. The two men came in and grabbed my arms and I, like always, struggled against them without a change. I still tried though, I had to. They did not tie me to a chair or a table or elsewhere like the other times. They just held me like the first time I was there. And likewise the woman came and forced a needle in my neck making me black out on the spot.

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It was more comftable then the last time where ever I was laying on right now. I did not want to open my eyes but I heard an unfamiliar voice: "Я вижу ты проснулся!" (I see you are awake!) I opened my eyes, wondering how se could tell, and sat up leaning on my arms wincing a little from the pain I had. "не русский" (no russian) I looked at her and she just had a neutral, more cold facial expression. She was a little older, maybe like 50 or 60 (i am bad at estimating age sorry). She was maybe 5 feet and 8 inches tall, skinny but not too skinny and blond hair in a bun or something.

"Stand up!" her harsh voice was scaring me kind of. I internally wanted to struggle against her or not doing what she said but something in me resisted that urge. So I stood up. Pretty straight. She stood up from that chair she said on and walked around me "Simon made a good choice from what I can see! What is your name?" she also had an accent that was not ignorable. But wait, what was my name?? I thought and thought but I could not remember and started to panic. I did not know what to do nor say to her so I looked at her with panic and fear in my eyes. Her expression did not change a single bit. he was coldhearted! If she had a heart at all.

"I see. He did a good job! Just how it should be!" she walked back to the chair but she did not sit in it. Instead she took something from the table behind the chair and held it out to me "Put that on!" I quickly took a step forwards, grabbed the clothes she held out and took a step backwards again. "What are you waiting for? Put them on!" I looked at her with wide eyes "Right here... in front of you?" Why was I bothered now? At least 20 people have seen me naked yet! Why do I care about one more? "Yes here!" she said in a more harsh, stern tone than before and if not yet than that was the point she completely terrified me and I knew I did not want to mess with her.

I stripped out of the clothes I had on and put the ones one she gave me. I noticed they had a number on it in the corner of the shirt and on the top corner of the pants: 593! "What does that number mean? I— It is on everything I get from you guys! Why?" I looked her and asked this question but I cannot say I expected an answer from her. "You don't need to know! Everything you need to know is that everything with this number on it is yours. You will not tough anything with another number and you will tread your things with respect. For every broken piece you will be punished. It is way past midnight. You will sleep now and I will shut the lights. You will find a uniform on that table in the morning and you will get ready immediately as soon as the lights will turn on. You will then go to the main room! Do you understand?"

I nodded and her stare hardened as she went to the door "Use your words!! you will say 'yes ma'am' and 'no ma'am' do you understand?" I nodded again. That was a mistake. "WORDS!" My eyes widened in shook as she raised her voice and I was looking to the ground quickly adding "Yes ma'am!" She turned around and went through the open door and shutting it. With that the lights went off and I did as she told me and went in the bed behind me and laid on top of it. I noticed t had a blanked and I pulled it over myself.

It was not a normal one, thinner but still something.

I stared to where I guess was a wall and tried to proceed what just happened. It was really fast but somehow I got every single word of it. Like I had a super brain or I just became a robot or something. But the words that she said. She asked me for my name and was expecting me to not know it. And that can mean two things: she had people like me before and they all never knew their name or she was the head of all this and wanted us to not know our names! I do not know which option is worse. I am not that interesting to kidnap. I do not have money, I am averagely smart, I do not even have a ream home. I do not even know her name. Did I do something to her which would explain THAT amount of torture she eventually put me trough?

I then remembered other words: It was way past midnight and I had to get up 'in the morning'. I was kind of relieved to finally have the slightest feeling of time again. I still did not know what day or month and I have not seen sun light in what feels forever but I had the feeling that my time would not be getting easier here but maybe even worse.

I decided it wa the best to trie to get some sleep and since the light is turned off right now and not left on 24/7 I felt my eyes getting heavier and I could not hold them open any longer.

Red room action!! I hope you like it!