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Father to your hands I commit my spirit

Oct 15, 2009 17:08

Who: Subject 002 and Mello
When: Wednesday evening to Thursday evening
Where: Who knows?
Summary: Misa claimed that Mello is behind stopping the virus. 002 is going to see if this is the truth.
Rating: R
Warnings: Crucifixion, sacrilege, sensory deprivation, possibly burning, lots of Mello torture.

( Victim 004 )

mello, subject 002

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immerzweitbeste October 15 2009, 21:38:59 UTC

It couldn't have been more than an hour or so after Subject 002 left that Mello woke with a violent start. He attempted to thrash against his bindings only once before he registered exactly what was going on, connecting what he must have looked like as a mental image. He moved his hands, his feet, his neck, all trying to determine what had happened. He could feel how tightly bound his wrists and ankles were, and he couldn't struggle free from his blindfold ( ... )

subject_002 October 15 2009, 21:58:09 UTC

It was hours before 002 returned. Hours before the subject silently opened the door again. More than half he night had already passed, nearly eight hours had gone by, eight hours had gone by by the time 002 reentered.

The lights flickered on silently. But for the first time in so many hours Mello can hear a noise, footsteps approaching him. They stopped and no noise followed for quite some time. It was as if 002 was waiting for Mello to speak.

immerzweitbeste October 15 2009, 22:03:45 UTC

Mello jerked to attention, tired and dazed, at the footsteps. His senses had been taunting him, creating lies from his fear and hopefulness combined, and at first he wasn't entirely sure if the light had actually turned on or if it was only the images dancing in his mind, if someone had actually walked into the room or if his ears had created that noise, too.

Every tiny scrape or breath that he created was horrific. He was suspicious of himself, and despite the haze over his mind, the thought made him scoff beneath the gag. He waited. If someone was there with him, they'd do something soon, he was sure.

subject_002 October 15 2009, 22:12:25 UTC

No, they wouldn't.

Footsteps returned. The light was turned off.

They came forward again however. And waited longer in silence. It must have been getting hard to breathe for Mello. Eventually his lungs would collapse. How much time did 002 really have?

Perhaps ten minutes passed before 002 said in its mechanical voice, "feel like talking yet?"

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