==DATE--MAY 29, 818 AS==
==LOCATION--ABOARD THE +LE+GRANDE.GUILLOTINE-CELL 4A==
*Bret lays on his cot...staring at the ceiling light....he begins to hear the footsteps of a pair of soldiers coming down the corridor...*
Bret:...Date...May 29...I've been in space for 180 days...due to some reason unknown to me...the Lord Marshal didn't test the ship out....strange....
*The pair of LE soldiers stand next to the barrier of Bret's cell...one of them points his weapon at Bret...as the other deactivates the barrier..* LE soldier 1:...Your coming with us...... Bret:..Looks like I don't have a choice... LE Soldier 2:...Not if you want to live past this evening.. *The first LE soldier walks up to Bret and places a pair of cuffs on his hands... LE soldier 1:...You know the drill....You try to run...these detonate... *Bret glares at the two soldiers and follows them*
*As they walk down the hallways...Bret turns his head to the soldier behind him* Bret:...What does the Lord Marshal want that he already doesn't have from me? LE Soldier 2:..Keep moving...
*The three come to a set of steel doors....and they shove Bret through them into the darkened room...* Bret:..What the hell was that for!?... Strange voice:...That should be the least of your worries..... *Bret looks around the darkened room...his ears twitching in the direction of a pair of footsteps* Bret:..I know that walk....Am I right...Lord Marshal Enzo?.... *Bret flinches his face when the room suddenly lights up around him.....and there next to the switch...stands the Lord Marshal himself* Lord Marshal:..Impressive as always....but your presence as of late has been costly to me....So I've decided to take something from you as payment for the time you've stayed here... Bret:..Like what?.... Lord Marshal:..You'll find out soon enough....You two....Strap him to the table...so we can begin.. *The two LE soldiers behind Bret grab him by his arms and push him over to the table in the center of the room...
*As they strap Bret onto the table...Bret raises his head toward the Lord Marshal..* Bret:..What do you plan to do this time?.....Tickle me to death?... *The Lord Marshal walks up to the side of Bret...and punches him in the face..* Lord Marshal:..Your sad excuse at humor should end once we are finished here.....Now where is that Scientist.....His continuing lateness should be more then a reason to have him executed.....
*Bret jerks his head to the side as the rooms doors swing open.......His eyes widen as he sees the man who's actions and tests have given him nothing but nightmares among his dreams...* LE Scientist:....Forgive me for ze lateness My Lord..
LE Scientist:...Is ze patient ready?.. *The scientist walks around Bret lying on the table...and strums a finger down Bret's left arm* Bret:...You keep the hell away from me...... LE Scientist:...Ohh...Tsk tsk tsk....It looks like ze patient has quite ze temper today...Let's put a smile on zat face of yours....Be honored zat ze Lord Marshal has ordered me to keep you alive...Don't tempt me to do otherwize.....So!...Without furzer interuptions and pleazantriez....let us begin....
*The scientist walks around the table to a desk covered in tools...The Lord Marshal starts walking toward the observation area of the room..* Lord Marshal:..Enjoy yourself Doctor....I will watch from above.... LE Scientist:..Oh Zank you my Lord....*Bows*...I obey your every command...Now....Let's see.... *The scientist grabs a vial from the table and a syringe...He begins to fill it with a vile blue liquid* LE Scientist:..This will help to keep you alive....but at the same time...keep you awake in ze procedure.... *Bret cringes in pain as the syringe is injected into his arm* Bret:..I swear...One day I'm going to kill you for all this... *The scientist leans forward close to Bret's face* LE Scientist:...I'm sure you will...but not today.... *Bret snaps his maw at the Scientist....but he is too quick* LE Scientist:...*chuckles* ...Ohh this zis so exciting....By now you should be feelings the effects of the drug... *Bret's vision starts to sway...and he rests his head back onto the table* Bret:..What...did...you give....me.... LE Scientist:...Its a type of sedative in which will allow you to stay awake to an extent...but you still feel pain from this area of your body...Enjoy.... Bret:...You....monster...
*The scientist runs his hands over the many blades on the table...and chooses a small motorized saw* LE Scientist:...Ready or not....Here it comes... *Bret hears the motor start up.....and begins to feel the pain from the blade entering his flesh... Bret:...AHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh!.......You son of a bitch!..... *Bret continues screaming as the scientist continues to cut into his arm*
==2 hours later==
*The two LE soldiers drag Bret back to his cell......and lay him down on his cot...* LE soldier 1:...He looks better this way...now he wont be able to hold a gun.....if he ever gets ahold of one.. *The two leave the cell... and activate the barrier as they leave......Bret turns his head and looks at his left arm....now only a stub from his elbow up remains..... Bret:...This....is a nightmare......and I'm living it....
==LOCATION--+LE+GRANDE.GUILLOTINE-SCIENCE DECK==
LE Scientist:...The operation zis complete my lord...What do you plan to do with zee...item... Lord Marshal:..That is of my concern...not yours... *The scientist leaves the room....and the Lord Marshal goes back to looking at the tank...within it.....Bret's lower left arm floats inside*
==END OF LOG==
-"If we do not learn at least one thing a day....Our minds turn to stupor"- Kyle Sparrgrove -2005
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