He opened his eyes, only to find he was in the same place he had always been; a white padded room. His nose itched like mad, and he couldn’t remember the last time he had gone to the bathroom. In fact the last bit off his memorie before the room, was of a needle. He had no idea to who the needle belonged to or what was in it, just that there was in fact a needle. And if his calculations were correct, the needle had penetrated his skin on one side off his hand and emerged from the other. there for pain, must have been his last memorie. Physical pain, and emotional pain. But were the hell was the emotional pain coming from?
His eyes moved around the white room, searching desperately for a way out, but there was no way out….. “How is that possible?” he thought as he scanned the room for any sort of clue. ” I had to get in here somehow, so there must be a way out.” his brow wrinkled as his eyes ran the walls, absorbing every little detail that could help him escape from his prison. Suddenly there was a movement, and a heavy sound. It was as if his brain had been reopened. The door was behind him!
Artemis fell back, and with his arms hopelessly locked at his sides by a strait jacket, his head hit solid concrete with a load smack! And every thing was dark once more.