Seventy-One

Adonis

I clenched my teeth, my face contorting in agony. Why did I ever trust Axton?

This place was a living hell, and I felt trapped. The stark white walls seemed to close in on me, suffocating me with their emptiness. I wanted to scream, but my voice was frozen in my throat, silenced by the oppressive atmosphere.

Even breathing felt heavy, like inhaling lead. I was a prisoner with no escape.

I was trapped in the isolation chamber, a cold, colorless room, courtesy of the insane doctor's fucking twisted experiment.

They were messing with my sensory organs and starving my senses of the colors that made life worth living, and being there threatened to consume my sanity.

The silence was killing me. I lay on the cold tiles, feeling buried alive, trapped and feverish.

A constant, maddening hum in my head made it impossible to focus, likely a side effect of the medication they gave me. I struggled to understand why my human body was suffering the implications of having an abnormal wolf g