Part four of my tale about the unforunate Dr. Black. I will respond to comments in character, feel free to ask questions or suggest things to either Natasha or Dr. Grey. You never know, it might influence the next installment.
Awakening slowly, I quickly become confused and disorientated about where I am and how I got here. It is fairly dim and I feel smothered, as though something were pressed against me. I try to stand up and move, but quickly realize I can’t; it feels like something is wrong with me. I start to freak out as I am struck by a feeling like parts of me are missing. Hearing noises around me, I shift a little, although I am unsure how I just moved. The pressure increases as the movement becomes stronger. The noises and light intensify as they become increasingly closer. As more light illuminates my vision I see pink fabric in front of me. I start wondering if there is a pink sheet or something wrapped around me. Suddenly, the pink fabric is pulled away from me by a giant hand, and I realize that it is actually a pink dress on hanger.