if anyone were to ask in the future, he would say this was the worst time of his life, to be treated like a soccer ball, passed from one team to another. batter, hunger and drugged with some unknown substance in a matter of twenty four hours and possibly a gruesome death, and for what? even he was not aware.
eli had gained consciousness again, but this time his captors were different, he was not away of the time, nor the place he was in, his mouth was gagged and drier than the sahara desert, and there was a black cloth over his face, he could feel bedding beneath his body, and the ground swaying like it was trying to lull him into sleep.
eli was pretty sure, he'd spent two days into captivity, were the briars losing their minds thinking he'd run away, maybe he's fiancee though the same thing, maybe no one was going to find him till the end of his life, eli felt insurmountable fear and sadness as he ruminated on all his life events and hoped for a miracle, but a man hogtied could do nothing.
a part of him wanted to thrash around, whiles the other wanted to stay still and hope that he would be forgotten and chucked away like unwanted cargo.
"is it really necessary to give the third doses with so much gap, i don't like the sea." eli heard a man grumbling, whilst a woman replied to him indignantly, "just do what the captain says, and you'll be paid handsomely".
he seemed to come near and near eli with each step, "wakey wakey, little omega, it's time for does two" he said in a singsong voice, might amused with himself as he roughly yanked eli up and removed the mask.
eli started to thrash around as soon as light hit his eyes and the first thing eli saw was a syringe, panicking and trying to move away from the man with, the syringe in his hand, "what is that!?"he asked, he did not want to be drugged again, did not want the repeat of the awful sensations he felt, in the process of trashing eli hits the man on his face with his head, the enraged merc, cursed and grabs eli's head and bangs it on the wall, "STAY STILL !" he shouts as he repeats his actions. eli feels pain erupt from his head as blood flowing down his face forces him to close his eyes.
"little fu*king brat", the mercenary mummers as the lady pulls him back, "stop it bo, he needs to be alive." she chides and moves towards eli and smiles, "it is in your best interest to cooperate, we don't want a repeat of that now, do we?" she says pointing to the blood mural on the wall.
eli keeps quiet, he could feel himself losing consciousness.
the lady picks up the syringe and shoves his head down and minister's the mysterious drug.