Poisoned Blood

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I woke up late in the afternoon, with my active imagination and deep thoughts keeping me awake last night, I slept in late. Doesn't matter if I'm stuck here doing nothing anyway. I'm still afraid that soon doctor Jonson was going to come and hurt me. I told Claire about my worries. She tried to tell me that none of that stuff will happen. I don't believe her. The doctor is unpredictable. Who knows what he would do to us. I heard about those doctors who kill. For money, because they're crazy,  just to kill. Doctor Jonson is just like them, even know he hasn't killed anyone yet.. That I know of. But I guess you could almost charge him for murder of me. He's attempted to kill me so many times, but still hasn't succeeded. But he is still sick, crazy, and evil like them. He hurts people for the fun of it, for his own pleasure and entertainment. I can't believe some people, how a person can actually be like that, who could possibly love death? It's the creepiest thing ever. I try the internet on my phone.. It works. Internet is only blocked from websites where you can talk to people, I can't open facebook or twitter or anything, but google search works. I search up "doctors who kill." I'm just so curious. I'm very curious. I'm hoping to find some information about why people do this, and if there has been anyone who got away or survived from the killing doctors. I read through it, these people are insane. That makes me shiver. It said no one knows why she did this. I kept going through it. These people are just... I shiver. I close the internet and turned off my phone.
"What were you doing?" Claire asked.
"Nothing" I say. I flinched. Unfortunately, I didn't find anyone who survived by the doctors attacks. I know there are some, I just couldn't find anything about it. I'm on my own to get away from Doctor Jonson. I have Claire, but we are both pretty much clueless.

    That night, Doctor Jonson, came into the room. I shudder. I watch him approach slowly like he always does. Claire gets up and pushes him into the wall and she tries to strangle him with her hands tightening around his neck. He fights and throws her to the floor with his strength. He starts choking her. I watch in terror. What do I do?! I jump on him and cover his eyes and clawing his eyelids with my fingernails. He grabs my hair with one hand, still choking Claire with the other hand, he throws me to the floor behind him and kicks me in the face, I get knocked out by the impact. He returns his hand around Claire's neck. Her face starts turning red. She tries to pull his hands away from her neck, but he's too strong.  I start waking up from being kicked. I see that Claire's face is blue. I jump on him and stick my long nails into his neck. He lets go of Claire's neck and she crawls to the other side of the room. I'm still shoving my nails deeper into his neck, I'm hurting his throat. He whips his head back and hits my face and I fall onto the floor. He gets up and lunges at Claire, trying to strangle her again. I get up and and bite his neck and it bleeds he yells, I head-butt him and he falls over. I help Claire up and we run to the door. He stands up and tackles both of us. Claire's head hits the floor and gets knocked out. I repeatedly slap his face, that doesn't stop him. He holds me down, I fight to get up but he keeps me
down.
"Let me go!" I scream in his face. He smiles. I kick and hit and he still keeps me down.
"AAAAAAH!" I scream right in his face. I get a hand free and claw his face. He yells at me and I fight some more.
"Claire!!! Wake up!" I scream. She lays there still.
"No!" I yell. Doctor Jonson just stares at my terrified face and smiles. Tears drip from my eyes, making them burn and harder to see. I suck up my crying and I build all my strength, and get up and push him down to the floor. Claire starts to slowly wake up, but very slowly. I struggle to keep him to the floor. I punch him and scratch him. I notice something in his pocket, a needle full of liquid. I pull it out of his pocket, and I was about to stab him with it but he grabs my wrist and pushes my hand to poke myself with it, before I realize whats happening. I scream and he gets up and injects the liquid into my veins. Claire's waking up but still laying on the floor.
"That was a large dose of morphine, you have ten minutes before it kills you" He said I scream and he gets up and holds me down to the floor. Claire heard that he injected me with morphine. She gets up and pushes him onto the hospital bed, and straps him in by tons of gauze that was in a cabinet at the one end of the room, and wraps it around his wrists and ankles. I'm laying on the floor, from exhaustion and pain from the needle. Claire runs into another room and looks for  an antidote. Naloxone. But she found something else in there. Another antidote for something, she grabs to bottles of the other antidote. She runs back into the room. I'm still on the floor. She gives me the naloxone. Doctor Jonson is still strapped to the bed and  yelling. She runs back into the other room. She gets strong straps and more morphine. She comes back into the room, and straps him in with the straps. She holds up a needle in her right hand.
"Much larger dose of morphine. You have five minutes" she said, smiling. And injects him with it. She puts a cap on the needle and puts it in her pocket. He screams. Shes beating him at his own game. She runs over to me, I'm starting to get up. She holds out a bottle of something. She fills the needle with the liquid. She grabs my arm, I'm nervous. She injects it.
"The antidote for the poison" she said. I stare at her in disbelief. She herself some with another needle. She pulls out my i.v.  I feel, healthy, I feel....  Alive. I grab my cell phone, and stuffed animals, my sketchbook and we run out of the hospital. We get in her car, and drive away, leaving Doctor Jonson behind to die in his own failure.