I listen to the voices that surround me, all of them telling me to hold on it'll be okay. Bullshit. Like I'm okay. My head hurts, my torso hurts and my arm feels like it's on fire. I see white walls, a white roof and people in white medical coats surrounding me. Their voices echo in my head telling me to breath and to stay still while they insert needles in my arms. I can't help but wonder if I'll survive this hell hole. A man in a business suit comes up to me and looks at me as if I'm disgusting, he takes out a file and reads my name.

"Alison Horn?" the man asks looking at me.

I give a slight nod.

"I'm from the government of Medical Affairs, we'd like to conduct a special experiment on you that we think will help you. This experiment consists of removing your ruined left arm and replacing it with a mechanical one. Do you agree to the terms?"

Weak, tired, exhausted I nod not caring or even hearing what he had just said. The man gives a few words to the doctor who nods and then calls out commands to the nurses surrounding me. I feel myself been moved down hallways and into the elevator on the main floor. They take me to the fifth floor and quickly wheel me into an empty room with a large light over head and medical instruments cleaned and neatly laid on the tray.

"Alison," the doctor said his voice was echoing in my head, "We're ready to do the surgery,"

I just nod not caring one bit if I live or die. The doctors place a mask over my face and start pumping the anesthetic and within a few moments all I see is darkness.

I open my eyes to find myself in what looked to be a mansion. The fine varnished wood under my bare feet was cool and a nice smell lingered in the air. Potted plants are on stools that are dotted all over the long hallway and then a bell rings out startling me. Within seconds I see kids coming down from the staircase holding books and letting their bags swing back and forth as they walked. There is so much going on that I close my eyes ad reopen them to find myself in a different room which resembled an office in high class government. There is a man sitting on the other end of the table and about ten empty chairs in front of him and a chalk board to the side. The man is smiling at me.

"Hello," he says kindly.

"Hi," my voice is raspy and hoarse.

"You have been in an accident,"

"I have,"

"Do you know what they are doing to you?"

I shook my head and he smiles.

"Wake up and find out,"

I feel myself been pulled out of the strange dream and away from the man sitting at the desk. I look around to see people pass at inhuman speed and then I am outside looking at what looks like a mansion, but it isn't, it is a school, a school that could help me.

My eyes flash open and a nurse is standing over me.

"Alison," she says, "Are you alright?"

"My head,"

"The anesthesia will have an effect on you,"

"Where am I?"

"You are at the hospital, don't you remember what happened?"

I try to remember but all I see is the man and the mansion.

"You were in a car crash," the nurse says, "You and your mother,"

Oh my god..mom!

I want to ask how she is but the nurse is going on about been perfectly still. I then feel a small pinch in my neck and then turn to my left only to discover horror. My left arm is gone, completely gone from the tip of the fingers to the shoulder. But it wasn't that I was missing an arm it was that my flesh arm was replaced by a robotic like one. I scream and jumped up in surprise while the nurse tries to calm me. How the hell can I be calm?! I have a robotic arm! I jump off the stretcher ripping the needles out of me and run for the hills. I can hear security, doctors and nurses coming after me but I keep running and nothing will stop me.