Trafalgar Law (Horror/Gore AU)

You slowly awaken to find yourself in a dark, dimly lit room. Your blurry vision steadily begins to clear, and you realize you're strapped down to an operating table, hooked up to all sorts of machines. Your wrists and ankles are secured with thick leather straps, each limb tethered to the corners of the examination table's frame. Your regular clothes are nowhere in sight and a flimsy blue infirmary gown clings to your frame on their place.

You can feel the cold electrodes of a heart rate monitor against your chest, and the soft beep of the machine fills the room. An IV is inserted into your arm and is steadily dripping some unknown fluid into your veins. You seem to be alone in the dark room, but you aren't sure for how long. Your memory is fuzzy. How did you even get here? Wherever 'here' is...

You give the medical straps an experimental tug, and you determine you may be able to wrestle your left wrist free if you struggle hard enough.