Tristan's Point Of View
"Hngh... Shit... My head is killing me..." I groaned.
I tried to squint my eyes and take in my surroundings, but everything was so ridiculously bright that it honestly hurt to even open my eyes. When I tried to shield my eyes from the blinding florescent lights, I quickly realized that I couldn't raise my arms at all.
'What the hell is this!? I distinctly remember smelling Cole and Bellamy... So why?... this better not be some new kind of kinky game, dammit!'
"Oh? Finally awake I see. It took you quite a while. Your mates woke up twice now. Though we had to put one down again since they became quite feral. It seems like he is quickly building up a tolerance for the drugs. Haha..."
I heard a sickly sweet voice coming from somewhere in the room, and an image flashed across my mind. I had seen a figure in the trees when Cole and Bellamy were trying to check on me. They had attacked Cole immediately after he looked up at them.
