Chloroformed Novelas e Histórias

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The first thing I noticed was the silence, the entire was silent, no heartbeat, no sounds, nothing, just ghostly silence, I felt my heart beating fast in my chest, something was terribly wrong. I kicked the gate open almost tearing it clean off its hinges, I ran inside the house and the first thing I noticed was a strong smell hanging on the air, it was so strong that I had to shield my nose with the back of my hands, I recognized it at once it was the smell of chloroform, it was a chemical used was to make someone fall asleep and judging by how strong the smell was on the air, a whole of it had been pumped into the house.

My leg was now numb, and I felt dizzy as I saw flashes of black going through my eyes. My fingers loosened the grip on the knife and he kicked it away. Shit. I couldn't breathe and when he stepped off my leg, I painted as I tried to get away from him. I could hear Eric yelling and swearing, but his voice was getting faint by the minute. Dimitri pulled out what looked like a spray bottle from his pocket and sprayed it at me. My eyes stung as I tasted something sickly sweet. I panicked as I tried to stop breathing. It was chloroform. The fucker had sprayed me with chloroform.

Oh no, was that chloroform? ——〃♡♡〃—— I open my eyes while whimpering due to the pain in my head. It is still spinning and for a moment, I see everything spinning around me before the light enters my eyes and I squint them to save them from the torture. I remember clearly some guys tried to kidnap me and made me inhale chloroform that's why I am waking up with pain in my head. I was so panicked that I did not even realise that they just covered my mouth with chloroform and as I was panting heavily, I inhaled that thing in a large amount. Now I regret everything.

The rush of fresh air had barely reached her lungs when a powerful, external force clamped onto her arm, yanking her brutally through the window and throwing her to the ground. Immediately, a pungent, cloyingly sweet chemical odor forced its way into her nostrils. Chloroform! Her pupils dilated in sheer terror. No! I can't pass out! She fought back wildly, her legs kicking out, her fingers digging like claws into the man's muscular arm as it tightened around her. But the drug was fast-acting. Her strength ebbed away like a retreating tide. Her vision blurred, her protests became weak, slurred whispers.

I asked, my voice trembling. Aris held a small, handheld monitor over the fabric. The device let out a low, ominous hum, the light turning a sickly, pulsing amber. “I knew it. Organophosphates. Specifically, a delayed-release derivative used in high-end pesticide. It’s colorless, odorless, and highly volatile once exposed to oxygen.” “What does it do?” Zander asked, his voice dropping to that terrifying, low vibration that usually preceded a massacre.

I looked at him, a cold feeling of horror rising in my chest, "You-you didn't drug him, did you?" I asked, scared to hear the answer Mr. Olsen placed a hand on the chair's back and caressed his coat as if dusting it, and said with a casual shrug, "Well, a bit of chloroform." I gasped. "CHLOROFORM???!!" "Just for aesthetic purposes. The amount was too low to cause any dangerous effect. Maybe, just dizziness and nausea," he said, waving his hand as if it is no big deal.

A heavy, chemical-soaked handkerchief was slapped brutally over my face, fingers digging into my jaw to seal off my airway completely. The sweet, overwhelming odor flooded my senses instantly, burning the back of my throat and making my eyes water. Chloroform. The realization sent a spike of terror through me. I tried to hold my breath, my heart hammering in sheer panic as I fought against the inevitable, but my lungs forced a gasp, inhaling the toxic fumes. No. No, no, no.

A voice whispered in her ear, low and mocking. “Hey beautiful.” The cloth pressed against her face smelled sharp, chemical. Chloroform. Her vision blurred. Then everything went black.

“What happened?” “I—I don’t know,” Blaise stammered. “I woke up and she was gone. Storm too. The door was open.” Ryker inhaled deeply. His jaw flexed. “There’s something off,” he muttered. “Something chemical.” His nose to the air, sniffing. Beth’s voice trembled. “Chemical?” Michael knelt by the frame. “There’s residue here. Smells like… chloroform. Medical grade.” The words hit them like a gunshot.