Chloroformed Novels & Stories

I backed up, breath hitching, until my shoulder slammed against the rough concrete wall. Suddenly—BANG! A gunshot rang out. The man flinched. Another shot. His body tensed, ready to run or fight. Then the voice returned, calm, cruel, distorted, crackling from the hidden speaker above. “Don’t hurt her. Take her alive.” Before I could scream, a cloth was yanked over my head. Thick. Wet. Saturated with chemicals. The scent hit me instantly—sweet, sharp, suffocating. Chloroform.

She cant help but to be cautious on everything around them specially that she's very well aware that they're still not safe. "Don't worry, I'll just smell it a little." The detective said before bringing the cloth closer to her nose to scent it but she suddenly moves away and covered her nose. "Why?" Alistair asked. "It is heavily scented with a chloroform." She answered. "Chloroform? Isn't that used to make someone sleep?" Anastasia said remembering the kidnapping scene from the action movie that she watched on the other world a long time ago. "Yes." Alice said before scanning the white cloth.

“its.. it’s a taser gun…” “Taser gun? What’s that? Can I shoot silver bullets?” “No it can shock a person silly. We can’t kill anyone with this,” he frustratingly slammed the box close. “What was that bottle?” Raven picked it up. “um says it’s medical-grade chloroform……. This is of no use as well,” “Wait chloroform…” he picked it up with interest. It was much more useful than the taser gun.

Chloe stammered a response. “Hello?” Lincoln’s raspy voice filtered through the line. “I know what happened to the water,” I blurted out. “I was looking for signs of chemical negligence instead of exploring natural sources. And it occurred to me that if this is malicious as you suspect it is, then the perpetrator wouldn’t want to make it obvious. As shifters tend to smell when something is off, it would be better to use an odorless substance. Something that would baffle the fuck out of you all and give the person responsible time to escape. So, I ran some more tests and found traces of Rotenone. It’s an odorless, colorless, crystalline isoflavone, and it’s used as a broad-spectrum insecticid

“Those half-ass carbon monoxides? No. They didn’t get you, Rose. Not this time.” But I couldn’t calm down. “B-but they put a cloth over my mouth! A-a-and I smell something!” “Trichloromethane.” Joy pulled back and looked at me with a fuming face. “What?” The huge word snapped me out of the anxiety. “Chloroform,” she sighed. My head started to throb. “Urgh…,” I groaned, holding my forehead.

“Please...don’t do this!” I get no answer, but then I see and feel a wet cloth gently rubbing on my face as they clean the vomit that came up, “I’m sorry about the chloroform; it was the only way to stun you enough in order to get the needle into you. I didn’t want you hurting yourself.” He explains.

Other than that fuzzy snippet that I'm struggling hard to remember now, I have perfect recollection of everything. I definitely do remember the first time I saw Brody in the bathroom and how awfully shocked and scared I was. I even tried to scream and struggle but the thing that he made me smell was not an ordinary type of chloroform, because factually I know that it would take me a couple of minutes to pass out if that was the case. The thing he used on me was so potent that I clocked out in seconds, giving me the scary impression that I died. But I didn’t. Thankfully. I could still feel myself breathing, functioning but barely.

I let him know that there isn’t much there but he insists. We make our way back to the dorm in record time, my salad still uneaten. He starts to snoop around my room as I open my lunch on my bed and begin to eat. He paws through my trash and finds the black rose. He sniffs it and pulls away disgusted, asking me if I have ever heard of halothane. “It’s an anesthetic, like chloroform,” he tells me “I bet you felt awful when it was in your system, it’s banned in the U.S.”

My chest began to burn because of the lack of oxygen and it felt like a huge Rick was between my lungs. I used the last of my strength to struggle but both Naomi and Rufus remained in their position. I had no choice but to inhale the poisonous substance the handkerchief was soaked in. The strong smell if chloroform burned my nostrils as I took in a desperate breath. Black dots filled my vision and my reaction speed slowed. I stopped struggling and I stared at Noami groggily. She had a predatory grin on her face. My consciousness began to fade into nothingness.

The only one she could think of right now was Adam. “Adam! Adam!” Mariah yelled. “He’s not coming and you know that,” the lady scoffed and was now getting annoyed. She took out a spray from her leather suit pocket and approached Mariah. Mariah knew it was a Chloroform spray, which is used as to make a person unconscious in seconds so she covered her nose and mouth. The lady didn’t stop and grabbed Mariah’s both hands that were covering her mouth and was about to smack her but didn’t as if she remembered something. She sprayed the chloroform and in a few seconds Mariah felt dizzy and fell down.