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You Can Run But You Can’t Hide
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“Agggghhhhhhhhh, what the hell do you want from me!!!!!!?”
The lights continued to flicker and like a ghost appearing out of thin air a human image appeared before her.
“Shane McCutcheon I welcome you.”
There standing a few feet away from her was a tall woman with dark skin, with Native American features, with long jet black hair braided in two French braids, and wearing a white lab coat. Shane thought she was hallucinating as the women appearing before her like the lights begin to flicker. If she didn’t know any better the woman appeared to be in a hologram like image but there she was speaking and moving.
“Wha—–how do you know my name and how the hell did you get you in here, “Shane asked scared as she didn’t like the magic show that was presently going on.
“My name is Dr. Clara Mumsford and what you see before you is a sensory deprivation chamber.”
“A sensory what?”
“Deprivation chamber.”
“Look if you bought me here to be some sort of lab rat you can kiss my ass!”
“Shane you weren’t bought here to be harmed.”
“Then why the fuck did two people break into my home kidnapping me against my will bringing me here?”
“Because it was time.”
“T—time for what!?”
“We have been following you Shane for quite some time and felt that it was time to intervene as you are in dire need of our services.”
“Services for what—-do you work for the government or something look I told the IRS they’ll get their money hell I have the paperwork and everything!”
“We are a government funded program however what we do here is rehabilitate.”
“Rehabilitate what the hell, okay look I used to dabble in drugs a long time ago but I have been clean for years so————.”
“I am not here to rehabilitate your past recreational drug use.”
“Then what are your trying to rehabilitate, “Shane asked in confusion.
“Your heart.”
“My heart—–there’s nothing wrong with my heart it beats, pumps blood, and works just fine so if you think I’m going to sit here and let you cut me open you must be out your fucking mind!”
“Yes, functionally wise it appears to be working just fine.”
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Very interesting take on Shane’s conquests. How meaningless the constant one night stands were and the impact they had on Shane’s psyche. Well written and shows analysis of Shane’s mindset.