The story so far:
I could hear Dr. Stiles' footsteps coming down the hall towards me, and heard him whistling that damn song he always whistles. I silently urge him to move faster while at the same time cursing him. I hate to think of the bastard who had me brought down here as my savior, but who said logic made any sense.
He walked into the room, and out of the corner of my eye I could see him reaching back as if to shut the door, but there wasn't one to shut. If my forehead and chin hadn't been strapped down I would have laughed at him. He had this rediculous game show host smile plastered on his face, and I watched him turn and look at himself in the mirror I'd seen on the wall when they wheeled me in.
His mother should have saved the world a lot of trouble and sewed her legs shut. Instead, here I am strapped to this damn table while the worthless grinning idiot of a doctor examines himself, and fixes his hair. To make matters worse, I just realized the tune his whistling is the theme song from the old Alvin and the Chipmunks cartoon.
He finally turns back to me with that huge game show grin still plastered on his face, and says; "Now I know you must be wondering why I brought you here." It took me a minute to process that he'd actually said it! I didn't care why the hell he brought me here, I just wanted out of this creepy place!
He leaned over the bed to make sure he had my full attention and whispered.......