Demonseed

The pain in your chest wakes you. A dim light hangs above, and the smell of copper, smoke, rust and dust fills the air. Looking around, you can see that you're in a warehouse or a basement somewhere. But more worryingly, you're strapped down to a metal table by your wrists and ankles. Also, you're naked with a strange symbol carved into your chest.

The dust tickles my nose and you sneeze. You regret that decision when your head bounces off the table, making a large and throbbing lump at the back announce itself. Where am I? Where are my clothes? What's this symbol? What happened to me? Racking your brain, you try to recall what you were doing before you woke up here.

You remember greeting the neighbor, Melissa and her daughter that had just finished her second year of college, Katie, before leaving for work. You could swear that they were sisters though. They both had long blonde hair, legs that went on for days, and a smile that could melt ice. The only way you could tell them apart was that Melissa had a fit, healthy body while Katie's was lithe and slim from years of gymnastics.

Then, the day was ruined by your boss, Virginia. What a bitch. She hates you for some reason. The office whispers say that she and her husband are having trouble in their marriage. Maybe they're right and she's just taking her frustrations out on you, you don't know. What you do know, is if that glasses wearing, black-haired, stick-up-her-ass, bitch got good and fucked, she'd leave you alone for a minute and you could get some actual work done.

But, thank God for Terri. Sweet, sweet, Terri. The barista behind the counter at the coffee shop you go to after work everyday. You don't even like coffee, but the one's she makes are really good. Her short hair is dyed light blue this week, and watching her flit around here to there makes her look like a little pixie. You've thought about asking her out a couple times, but you'd rather avoid the whole "I'm only nice to you because it's my job" thing.

After that, you were walking home when a bunch of men jumped out at you. You thought they were muggers and told them to chill out. You were reaching for your wallet before one of them clubbed in the back of your head, knocking you out.

CLACK-CLACK-CLACK

"Well. Look who's finally awake." You hear a voice say from the doorway. Your eyes shoot open and your heart jumps to your throat when you see...

UPDATE: All of my story lines are complete. There will be no further updates from me. Thank you.

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