Marcellus woke up with a start. His head was pounding, and his vision was blurred. As he tried to make sense of his surroundings, he realized he was lying on a bed in a room that was blindingly bright. The white light was shining directly on his face, making it difficult for him to see anything else in the room. He squinted his eyes and tried to adjust his vision.
As his eyes began to adjust, he saw several people in white coats moving around the room. They looked like doctors and nurses, and they were talking to each other in hushed tones. Marcellus tried to move, but he realized that he was strapped to the bed. Panic began to set in, and he started to struggle against his restraints.
One of the doctors noticed his movements and walked over to him. “Good, you’re awake,” the doctor said in a calm and reassuring voice. “You’re in a safe place, and we’re here to help you.”
Marcellus didn’t believe him. He had no idea where he was, or how he had gotten there. The last thing he remembered was was…. Marcellus thought and he came to him. Morgana! How could she? How could…. no no this isn’t the time for this, he said to himself, he needed to find a way to escape this place.
“If you want to help me, I believe my consent will be needed but I give you no consent. So let me out of here”, Marcellus growled but the doctor only smiled and explained everything to Marcellus.
Marcellus’s fear turned into confusion as the doctor mentioned “draining him of his powers.” He knew exactly what powers the doctor was referring to.
“How do you know about my powers?” Marcellus asked, his voice shaking. Thinking of how much information they know, he had actually confided in some things with Morgana. Why would she do this.
The doctor gave him a sympathetic smile. “We’ve been tracking you for a while now. We know everything about you, including your secret. We have waited for you no your little girlfriend did a very good job at bringing you to us, made getting you so much easy and don’t worry, we will help you and of course you know that we are witches, so be careful”.
Marcellus didn’t know what to make of the doctor’s words. He heard of any organization that helped people like him, helping him his foot, Marcellus muttered. He tried to wriggle out of his restraints, but they held him firm.
“What do you want from me?” he asked.
The doctor sighed. “We just need to drain you of your powers. We can’t let someone like you run around unchecked. You could hurt yourself, or worse, hurt others. It’s for your own good.”
Marcellus was certain that stupid answer also sounded fake in the doctors ears, any sane person will know they just want his powers for their selfish reasons.
“You do think I’m stupid right?”, Marcellus said feeling disgusted.
“Just close your filthy mouth child, this will be over soon and all you need to do is keep quiet like a good little boy that you are and comply. We will have no problem aat all”, the doctors smiled widely, Marcellus wished as the doctor smiled, the doctors mouth will actually tear.
Marcellus watched in horror as the doctors began to prepare for the experiment. They brought out strange devices and machines that he had never seen before. Marcellus knew that he had to get out of there before it was too late.
He remembered the pocket knife that he had in his pocket and tried to reach for it without the doctors noticing. Oh Moon Goddess, this pocket knife is sure saving me today. He managed to grab it, and with a swift motion, he cut the restraint that held him to the bed.
But another problem, he was noticed and he could feel the doctors closing in on him, but he refused to give up. He fought them off with all his might, slamming one’s head onto a nearby table, stabbing another with a syringe, making that one scream as the chemical took over that one’s body and pushing another into a wall, so hard that his skull crushed.
“Serves you right”, Marcellus muttered as he bolted out of the room, he found himself in a long and winding hallway, lined with doors on both sides. The fluorescent lights overhead flickered, casting an eerie glow on the sterile white walls. Marcellus was disoriented, and he had no idea which way to go. Marcellus took of his necklace and put it in his pocket, he needs his powers now, more than ever.
Then an alarm went off, shit, Marcellus was sure that the other witches where coming for him. He looked back and saw the doctors/witches running after him, their white coats billowing behind them. He knew he had to act fast. He started running down the hallway, pushing open doors as he went, hoping to find the way out.
The rooms were all empty, except for the occasional piece of equipment or strange machine. Marcellus was getting tired, and he could hear the doctors getting closer. He didn’t know how much longer he could keep this up.
Finally, he saw a door at the end of the hallway. He could see the sunlight streaming in through the crack at the bottom of the door. It was the way out. Marcellus sprinted towards the door, hoping it wasn’t locked.
He slammed into the door, and it burst open, instead of being outside, he found himself in another room full of equipments.
He turned and was faced with another witch, she looked at him, smiling. Why are they always smiling? Marcellus said in his mind.
“Do you think leaving this place will be easy for you Marcellus? We knew you will try to escape and you actually got far, I’m impressed”, the woman said sarcastically.
Marcellus was about to use his powers to make her suffer, when he felt something pierce his neck, oh he didn’t see that coming.
The woman bent down to Marcellus level as he tried to keep his eyes open ,”Sleep boy, cause you will need it”, the woman said and Marcellus welcomed the darkness.