She hadn't expected the sudden shift in his attention. It caused her to lose her control and before she knew what was going on he was on top of her. She could feel his weight pressing down on her as he strangled her. His fingers burned against her skin seeming to sink in as his grip felt monstrous to the girl as she began to thrash. Her legs trying to kick him in the crotch. She wasn't going to play fair. Her hands tried to grab at his face first before she felt began to feel oxygen deprivation slowly. God she wished she had went to the gym more! Hell was he even strong or was she just weak?
Amanda tried to pry at his fingers, trying her best to loosen his grip. She knew she wouldn't last long without air. "Help," she gasped as her face was already turning slightly red.
He had turned from one stage to another. What the hell was going om with him? She had stop trying to restrain him so much from jerking but now was focused on trying to help pin his shoulders down to help them as they worked on his arms. Amanda had been to scared to speak. She feared speaking too much would break her concentration and with that her hold on the man.
As the girl with the bleeding neck fell to the side, Amanda grabbed the now free arm. She tried putting her weight on it to restrain him. Her face red with frustration and concentration as she worked to try to subdue him. She swore but it came out more as a grunt as she fought against him.
Amanda felt at a lost as she tried to do anything to help him. Mostly she was focusing on keeping his head from banging around too much. A head injury here would not be the best plan. She could feel panic settling into her heart as she watched unable, unknowing, and helpless at how to make him stop.
"Someone mentioned a file. Can one of you grab and it start reading it? I can't hold him down forever like this," she fussed. Her voice was slightly high pitched in stress and her breathing labored. It wasnt easy holding someone like this. Their body constantly fighting against you with their muscles tense made it hard for her to keep a hold on him as he seized. To be honest, she felt more or less like she was failing to even do that. Her muscles were already aching in the short time she had been trying to restrain him and she knew she'd have bruises.
"Can one of you please get your ASS over here and help me hold him?!"
She had been pushed to the side and Amanda watched the girl try the door. Part of her wanted to feel offended by her actions, but a small part of her hoped she could open that door. "I'm not sure what yo-"
That's when she heard a strange sound. It sounded like something slapping the ground. A hard smack repeated again and again. The sound pulled her from her shocked dazed and she turned to see a man on the ground. Her eyes widened as she got up half way and was already trying to sprint to him. She slid to his side on her knees once she was close and tried to hold him down. "Can any of you help here? He's having a bad reaction to something! He needs help," she said. Damn it! She really wished she had taken some kind of medical training. She had no idea what to do, besides try to hold him down.
"PLEASE! What do we do? Or I? Or something. He needs help. He's seizing."
The sudden thrust by the orderly caused the woman to lose her footing and she found herself falling onto the ground. Landing on her stomach, she felt the air from her lungs give out a bit. Her eyes ached under the blarring lights of the room. She noticed there were others here with her.
Amanda could hear the person on the microphone. A cold shiver went down her spine when she heard that soon she would come to their room.
As silence came back, so did her fears as she had been dragged. "Where are we? Who the hell are all of you?"
Panic was setting in as she sat up, sitting back on her ass and her hands were shaking. What the fuck was going on?
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