Chapter 38: 20 Syringes

Bang! Bang! 

"Damn it!" K Whatever kept banging at the mechanical pod which locked her in. Laying down inside while the pod moves unusually, her heart rapidly beat. 

She was not a fan of close spaces. Although she can handle it in a closet, however, a closet doesn't make any noise nor move!

Every time she bangs the pod from the inside, something below her tickles. One was the feather with a mechanical wire supporting it, some were the pillow moving in her head to reorganize her posture and the rest... 

... were the syringes.  

"No! I hate sharp things! Especially a needle pointing at me!" K Whatever kept banging and avoiding the syringes trying to poke her as she wiggles inside like a worm. 

Fortunately, the mechanical pod is huge and for a short human such as her and Dahlia, she has enough space to move around. 

K Whatever wasn't worried about what that sy