Poisoned Blood 2: Return Of The Surgeons

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"Look Carnee, we're making your room pretty!" Uncle Aaron had grabbed my dismembered body parts, tying string around them and hanging them from the walls like ornaments. He walked over to me, smiling and holding up his torch, "But we're not done with you yet, at least I'm not."
        "Go ahead, buddy." Dr. Saw patted his shoulder, "Have fun." He grinned at me before walking out. Aaron turned the torch on once more, but I held the stump of my wrist to it, blocking it weakly.
        "Please Uncle Aaron," My voice was raspy and shaking, "Please no more. I can't take it anymore; just kill me."
        "No it wouldn't be as fun to do this to a corpse. It's better to do with someone who is still alive." His  smile faded into a frown, "And I'm not your 'Uncle Aaron' anymore! I told you, I'm Dr. Flame, baby! Woohoo!" He began to laugh as he turned the torch to maximum power, creating a huge spike of flame. He knocked my arm down, holding the fire to the freshly chopped off stump. He laughs real loud while I'm screaming and crying my head off. He stands there for a while, playing with the flame on his torch, looking at me. I glare straight into his eyes. All I see is evil.
"See you later, ya' little brat" He laughs and leaves the room. I can hear tapping down the hall, then Aaron talking to some woman. Whoever is is, I hope she doesn't come in here... The door opens, I look away from the bright light coming from the hallway. Dr. Storm walks in, holding something. A long rod with tongs on the end. I hear a faint buzzing, like an electrical current. My muscles tense up in nervousness.
"Hey girl!" She giggles.
"Go away, Storm" I growl.
"Oh no, I want to work on you. Shocking you was only the beginning. I want to have more fun with you" she smiles.
"Why are you doing this? Why are you hurting me?" I whine and start to get restless.
"It's fun! And electrical is so cool! It's cool to shock people. Their reactions are funny. It's also so fascinating how fast a humans heart will beat while getting electrocuted! I love to experiment with the human body, especially when I can do something electrifying to someone" she laughs. I just stare at her.
"You monster! Please don't hurt me!" I plead. She just laughs and walks up closer to me, shoving the end of the rod into my hip. I scream as it shocks me.
"Please don't! It hurts!" I cry out. She just grins evilly.
"This thing is a cattle prod, it shocks cattle to heard them. How much do you weigh? Like, 90 pounds? So it is probably frying so many nerves, m'dear" she laughs.
"Leave me alone!" I scream. She chuckles and shoves the prod to my side, shocking my whole body, my heart racing.
"Please leave me alone! I can't handle this!" I scream. She ignores me and shocks me again. I cry out.
   T I hear tapping on the floor coming towards me. Nurse Belle walks into the room. Crap, I hate her, she's annoying and evil in her own way, but she's the only one who has been taking good care of me.
"Leave that poor girl alone, Dr. Storm!" she snaps. Dr. Storm grouches and complains.
"Leave" Nurse Belle said strictly. Dr. Storm complains, but obeys and leaves the room.
"Carnee oh my god, what happened to you?" She gasped.
"Those drunken bastards you call doctors" I say, quietly, my throats sore.
"That's not nice to say. I'm going to see what I can do to fix you up. It's gonna be a big job" she explained.
"Whats not nice to say is that you're a little bitch. Why don't you just leave me to die" I growl. She was shocked when I said that. She didn't respond as she unties my cut off hands off the wall, her expression in deep disgust.
"Uh, what I can do, is try to attach your hands and feet to you again, but I'm not sure if you will be able to use them" she says.
"If you give me my hands back, they'll just cut them off again. You freaking know that right?" I say roughly. She puts an oxygen mask over my mouth, and I close my eyes and fall asleep.
I try to open my eyes, but I'm super groggy. When I fully wake up, no one is in the room. I look over. I have my hands and feet back. There's horrible, gory, noticeable scars on my ankles and wrists from my hands and feet being re-attached. I probably can't move them. I try to move my hand, nothing happens. I whine, knowing they don't work. I have my hands and feet back, but I don't know if I could ever use them. Nurse Belle doesn't care what shape I'm in, as long as I look 'pretty'. Screw my life. I wish I was dead. I want to be in heaven, with my mum, where I can be safe, and far away from this horrible fate. No one deserves the torture I have been through. I'm scared, sore, tired, bored, I feel like I'm losing my mind. I long for mom again. I want my mommy. I daydream of her. Me safe at home, sitting next to mom, talking, her telling me she loves me, and that she will always keep me safe. But those daydreams melted away when I hear footsteps down the hall, but they walk right past my room. Thank god. I look up at the video camera that's hooked up in the corner of the room. I know doctor Lana's watching. I look over at the pictures on the wall. New pictures are there. More pictures of me. Pictures of Nurse Belle attaching my limbs back together, pictures of the different doctors torturing me in all the ways they have. I try to observe them, most of them are hard to see, but there's some terrifying pictures there, I know it. I just hope that I can have a rest before they come to hurt me some more. I close my eyes for a few minutes. But my eyes open wide when I hear the door fly open and I just stare at the person who walks in.