She lay helpless on the table with white straps across her ankles, thighs, waist, wrists, chest and neck. The metal of the bed railing were so cold against her already cold body, and the bends of her elbows stung every time she tried to move, the small tubes buried within her veins pinching with every movement. She couldn't move, couldn't really feel anything and she knew something was horribly wrong here but she just couldn't do anything about it. She tried to open her mouth, but something held it shut, small black nylon pieces held her lips together. She tried to make some noise to let herself be known in the cold room, but no air escaped h