It is late at night. Stella wakes up, opens her eyes and looks blankly at the darkness around her. Her
vision is a little blurry. As she tries to open her eyes wide to see more clearly, the door of the room is
suddenly pushed open from outside.
"You're awake." A man says in a cold voice. Then, the light turns on, and the room becomes bright.
"How do you feel?"
Stella raises her hand to rub her eyes, only then does she see the man walking towards her clearly.
He is dressed in white, with a light blue shirt and black trousers underneath. He looks like a doctor, but
Stella feels frightened when looking at him. He isn't approachable at all, nor does he look like an
intellectual.
She shrinks back and looks around, no window in this room. She turns around to look for something.
The man stands by the bed and raises his hand. "You are looking for this?"
Stella takes a closer look. It is her phone.
As if she were in a cliff, her heart is beating rapidly. She retracts into a corner in fear and says, "Give it
back to me."
"Here you are?" The man looks disappointed and suddenly throws her phone away in her gaze. He
extinguishes her hope.
Her heart skips a beat as her phone falls on floor. Looking at the phone, she is so eager to get it, but
doesn't dare to move, "You, who are you!?"
She comes back to her senses and remembers what happened before she fainted. She has to prepare
herself for the worst: she is kidnapped.
"Is it important?" The man turns around and pulls the cabinet open at the head of the bed. He takes out
a silver tray with disposable needles and two small bottles of drug.
Stella watches the man in horror as he puts on the white gloves. He has a sinister smile on his face.
Stella is in panic. "You, what are you going to do to me!?"
"Miss Stella, you are sick. So, you need treatment."
"I'm not sick!" Stella lets out a low roar, but she can't do anything as the man inserts the needle into top
of the drug bottles and pumps the liquid into the syringe. "I don't need treatment, you're committing a
crime!"
The man sweeps his gaze over her face. "You should listen to me. The patient usually doesn't know
why she gets ill."
As he speaks, he extends his hand towards Stella and says, "Come, give me your hand."
Stella looks at the pale yellow liquid in the syringe. She can't refrain from trembling. She shakes her
head repeatedly and begs, "No, please let me go. I don't know who you are. Why do you inject this into
me...?"
The man doesn't want to talk with her. He raises his hand and pinches his canthus, looks very tired.
"Since you resist, and then don't blame me."
Then, he slightly turns around and shouts outside the door, "Come to hold her down!"
Before Stella can jump out of bed, two men have rushed in. They push her with great strength back into
bed very quickly. Stella feels her wrist is broken.
The man kneels on the bed with one knee, rolls up her sleeve to reveal the vessels on the middle of
her arm, and gently wipes the alcohol-stained cotton swab on it.
Stella feels like she is his experimental mouse. Tears immediately flow out of her eyes. She is very
fearful for the coming. "Who are you guys? Let me go. I can give you anything you want...."
The man throws away the cotton swab and says softly as the needle inserts into her veins,
"Unfortunately, we don't need you give us anything."
"Oh!" Stella's arm seems to be bitten by a mosquito. She widens her eyes and looks at the chandelier
that is emitting miserable white light above her head.
The drug is injected into her.
It is over. The man hints at the other two men. Stella is released. She is soaked in sweat though she
doesn't do anything. She looks like getting out from the sea.
She is breathing very quickly. She is getting better and doesn't feel uncomfortable. She looks at the
person with fear standing beside the bed. Since the drug has been injected to her, she doesn't feel
nervous. She tries to calm down and shouts, "Who exactly are you? Why do you kidnap me?"
"Are you curious?" The man looks at her triumphantly and smirks, which gives Stella a sense of
foreboding.
Stella knows that she can't get answer from him. She stares at him with her big eyes and says, "No
matter what you inject into me, I need to leave now!"
She gets out of bed and bents down for putting on her shoes. However, when she touches the shoes,
she suddenly feels extremely dizzy.
Stella stops, waiting for getting better. However, she does not expect that the situation becomes more
terrible.
She begins to twitch. She seems like a puppet that is under other's control, can't stop twitching. She
falls to the ground, curls up desperately even forgets the pain of falling down.
She feels anguished. Her chest seems to bear a two hundred kilogram stone. She almost can't bear
the anguish. She feels like she is about to die.
That man in front of her doesn't move at all. She looks at his black leather shoes, and pays great effort
to look up at the man who is very calm. He doesn't care about her feeling at all, but enjoys this very
much. He is very satisfied with what he has done.
"How do you feel now, huh?" The needle moves slowly on her face. "Do you feel very comfortable?"
Stella really wants to question him. However, her throat is burning hot. She can't speak. The scene in
front of her becomes a little blurry. The vessels on her neck and back of her hands seems to be about
to burst. She starts to feel very hot. She can't let out a sound, and even can't stretch her body. She can
only let herself twist and shake on the ground.
Stella thinks that she will die. She doesn't know how long it has passed. Finally, she calms down.
She is exhausted by this torment. She is like a piece of meat without bones, lying on the ground without
any strength.
"Don't kill me, I beg you...." she says in a hoarse voice.
She realizes that these people are well planned, not just for threatening her. The unknown drugs,
professional doctors, and other skilled people, all goes as their scheme. Stella feels she is in hell.
It is obvious that the kidnappers have contrived a plan to do this.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Looking at her sweaty hair, this man is contented with it. "You will get
used to this pain one day."
Stella widens her eyes in horror. She is confused about what he said. Then, she realizes something,
feels hopeless. "You injected me with hard drugs?!"
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