Chloroformed Novelas e Histórias

[Alice's POV] I remember the smell first. Not the smell of my kitchen, where I had been sitting thirty seconds earlier, scrolling through Noelle's file. Not the smell of my car, or the elevator, or the press room. Something else entirely — chemical, sharp, cloying. Chloroform. My mind supplied its acrid odor from some deep archive of medical knowledge. The real thing, not the movie version. Heavier. Sweeter. More sickening.

Fear had frozen her legs. Black Bullet reached into his pocket and pulled out a small white cloth. He poured a clear liquid on it. The sharp smell filled the air. It was chloroform, a strong substance that could make someone sleep in seconds. Judy’s eyes grew wider. “No… please… don’t…” Before she could scream, Black Bullet pressed the cloth gently over her nose and mouth. Judy struggled weakly. Her hands tried to push him away, but she was too weak and too pregnant to fight.

“The car is ready I already got the chemical out and ready, you would need to wear a mask so you don't inhale it.” I hummed and collected the nose mask he gave to me, it's thick in texture. “What chemical did you get?” “The chloroform.” I nodded damping his shoulder at him being smart for once, “ you didn't mix shit with it did you, I don't need her dying, I only need her past out for like an hour or something.” He shook his head, “ I added just the right amount.” I sighed putting on the face mask and grabbing my key from him, taking one last look at the room I exited.

The words echoed in her mind, horrifying and impossible to misinterpret. "Are you insane?" Chloe recoiled, staring at the vial on the glass table as if it were a live grenade. "That is pure Scopolamine compound. Dr. Aris said administering a dose that high directly into his bloodstream could cause permanent neurological damage. It could fry his short-term memory completely!"

I struggled against his grasp, but another swiftly approached and pressed a hand over my mouth, muffling my cries. Desperation flooded through me as I fought against their hold, but suddenly, a sharp, sweet scent filled the air—chloroform. Dizziness overcame me, and my vision blurred as the world spun around me. With a final effort to resist, darkness enveloped me as I succumbed to the effects of the chloroform, slipping into unconsciousness.

But the adrenaline was fighting a losing battle against the enervating effects of the chloroform. She tried to shift, to transfigure into her wolf form. The instinct was there, a hot desire to break free, to fight back, to vanish into the night like an untamed beast. But the chloroform, a cruel antagonist, was holding her interned in her mortal form. The shift would not come and the energy demanded to transfigure was just like a phantom branch she could not grasp. A new surge of nausea hit her, stronger and more inviting. Her vision blurred, the men's faces turning into grotesque, swirling patterns, their voices dissolving into a inharmonious hum. Darkness claimed her again, pulling her into

I scratched his hand while trying to free myself; I couldn't breathe; it was harsh, and I smelt chloroform. I was pregnant and this bastard was using colofoam. I began to feel light-headed and my eyes felt heavy.

The thugs took me to a black van that was parked outside, and I was shoved inside as one of them slid in beside me. The other thug got into the driver’s seat and slammed on the brakes, then I suddenly felt a cloth being pressed over my nose. The sickly sweet smelling chemical in the cloth wafted into my nostrils and I let out a muffled scream, my eyes widening as I realized it was chloroform. “Don’t worry, it’ll be over soon,” the thug cooed in a gruff voice as he pressed the cloth down on my nose more firmly. My struggling slowly came to a stop, and the thug’s face became distorted as my eyes began to droop close, and I quickly drifted off into the darkness.

"Let me go, you…" A fist slammed into my stomach. The impact knocked the air from my lungs. Pain exploded in my ribs. I gasped, my knees buckling. A cloth was shoved over my mouth. I knew what it was the second I inhaled. Chemical. Sharp. Chloroform. I fought. Kicked. My nails raked against skin. Someone cursed. My vision blurred. My body was getting heavier. Everything around me warped, voices twisting together in a distorted mess.

I screamed as loudly as I could, my voice echoing through the room, but almost immediately a strong hand clamped over my mouth. I couldn’t see them, but I was certain that, whoever it was, had to be a man. I struggled to push them away, but they were too strong. A thick fabric was pressed against my nose, the sweet scent invading my senses. Chloroform. My body instantly reacted as I felt weak, my head was spinning and my vision blurry. “Zayn…” I muttered, my voice barely a whisper, as my body shrunk on one of their arms and,