Cage wa sup strapped and thrown into a different cell, he rclothe swere thrown atfer her, but her body hurt to much to move, blister and hives covered her so much she was unrecognizable.
Sprint couldn't even feel himself being unstrapped an thrown roughly onto the floor of his cell. He just kept moaning, his eyes glazed over as his body kept burning with pain. He rolled an twitched limply, skin covered in new cuts and needle holes and bruises. He shivered a little, lying in a heap of twisted, bruised limbs.
Cage whole body felt like it was swelling, her fingers, her face, arms, legs, everything. She couldn't move as the bacteria seeped into her muscles and burned at them, pretty much immobolizing them.
His muscles. His organs. His eyes. His ears. His own heart. Sprint's whole body seemed to be turned against him. All he could do was lie there while the various substances forced into his body tore him apart.
THe substance was in her system, it felt like her insides were burning and swelling now, he rheart rate slowed adn ribs felt like they'd burst. She eventuallu passed out as her bretahing became constricted and her heart rate slowed too much.
The doctors came back in, still in haz-mat suits and grabbing Cage, which made her scream in agony took her back to the lab, she wans't sur ehow long she out, maybe hours, days, it was unknown, She was strapped to a table adn they brought in vials of something to inject ehr with, she couldn't see this though becuase her eyes were swollen shut, she didn't know theyw ere about to experiement with different medication on her, all she new in her sensitive biol adn hive covered swollen skin hurt when the needles were stabbed into it.
Sprint didn't know how long he laid there. He didn't even feel the hands lifting him and carrying him away again, strapping him down. All he could do was moan in a hoarse voice as they started to cut into his skin, stabbing at him with more an more needles.
Cage couldn't make any noise, her throat was too conscrtricted with swelling and hives. Tears slipped out of her swollen eyes as thin scalple blades cut at her flesg to 'relieve some of the swelling'. She felt warm blood dripping down her body where they cut her. More needles peirced her skin as they pumped more and more medicines adn fluids into her small body.
For the first time in years, Sprint found himself wishing he would die. Anything to make it stop. To make this pain end. He could only distantly feel them cutting into him, taking samples from him, attaching new machines to him, sliding tubes into his arms and legs mixing new substances with the ones already burning in him, calmly writing own the results on their clipboards as he writhed weakly on the table and moaned for them to kill him. His skin was pale, going gray as the pain sapped away at him.
Sprint could feel his heart begin to slow, unable to bear the chemicals mixing in his body, unable to take much more of this. His mind was just a fog. His eyes were open, glassy and empty. He couldn't see. Or at least, he thought he couldn't. He couldn't tell any more, the colors an shapes all smearing together and flashing in his face. He had made a promise. It was the first promise he'd ever made in his life. And he had already broken it. He started to cry, tears sliding listlessly out of his eyes and tiny, whimpering sobs choking him as he laid there. It made it hurt even more, knowing he had let Cage down. That he had abandoned her.
All Sprint could do was lay sprawled out on the floor of his cell. He had been chained up, place there minute, hours, seconds, days? He didn't know how long he ha been lying there, staring at the ceiling with glassy eyes. He had fresh bruises all over him, bleeding cuts and pricks from needles and marks from where the straps had been. He just laid there, shivering and moaning. His head throbbed. His whole body throbbed. All he could do was cry.
Sprint could barely breathe. His heart beat out a weak, faltering rhythm in his chest and his head pounded and blurred and burned with the chemicals in his blood, mixing in his body an threatening to melt his bones and set fire to his body. He felt so weak as the pain washed through him, battering him until he was drowning in it. The memories came back, blurred and distorted but real and terrifying. He moaned an sobbed louder.
((Sure, I guess))
Sprint couldn't even blink, just stare at the ceiling with glazed eyes as tears welled up in his glazed over eyes an spilled over. His skin was gray, cold, despite the burning that filled his boy an made him want to die.
Sprint was dimly aware of another voice. It could've just been the chemicals, in his mind, adding to his confusion. He couldn't tell. But...in case...
"P-p-p-pl...p-please...." He breathed out in a faint whimper.
"K-k-k-kill....m-m-me...." Sprint whispered. He didn't know who was there. He didn't even know if there was even another person there or if it was a hallucination. "P-please..." More tears slid down his cheeks and he whimpered.
Sprint sobbed a little harder. Had the voice answered...? He couldn't tell. He whimpered louder. His mind was clouded, covered over by the..the poisons they had pumped into his body, the chemicals. Fevered images flew and snapped at him.
"P-p-please..." He cried.
Sprint tried to move. To turn his head to look towards the direction he thought the voice was coming from. His muscles screamed in protest as his head rolled limply. He blinked slowly, painfully, trying to clear his eyes, trying to see something more than the twisted blurs in front of him.
"H-h-hello...?" He whimpered softly.
"C-C-Cage....?" Sprint whispered, confused. He didn't know if she was really there, or if it was in his head. He desperately wanted it to be real. Even more tears welled up in his eyes as he tried to move towards her. His limbs shook and spasmed when he tried, and he moaned in pain. He only managed to twist part of his body in her direction.
Sprint started to cry harder when he heard Cage cry out in pain. What had they done to her? What things had they done to hurt her? And why hadn't he been able to protect her.
"I-I-I...I-I'm s-so...s-sorry..." He sobbed quietly.
"I-I c-c-couldn't....p-protect...y-y-you..." Sprint moaned. He tried to blink away tears as he laid there limply, body half twisted towards the sound of her voice.