Chapter 1: Awakening
Uh…..where am I?
I'm paralysed, limp and unable to even speak. There's a bright light above me through my shut eyes, but even that doesn't give a clue to my location
Who am I?
"Alex Mercer." A voice says, "Is this the last of them?" it asks.
"Absolutely, and after this last corpse, we can go home, slack off and drink some beer." A second voice says with a tinge of German accent.
Corpse? But I'm alive dumbasses I wanted to scream but as you know, I couldn't move. Both voices were male.
"I'm curious about this one, how did this little beauty end up here?"
"Well, I don't know and I don't care. She's dead. Hand me the scalpel please".
I'm pretty sure the other man did as he said. Then, I felt something cold and metallic nearly pierce my belly. "Now," the German said, "let's begin with the torso".
Frantically, I force my eyes open and twist my body away from the German man's grasp. I felt the scalpel cut my skin but there were no further injuries than that as I fell to the floor and attempted to steady myself, looking into the faces of the two shocked and terribly frightened scientists.
"Harold, get out, get out!" The German screamed as he pulled open the door. Both of them ran like mad. Hey, help me please. I wanted to beg but even though I could move now, I had some trouble forming the words. The room was bleak and white, filled with bodies of the rotting dead. A single window with a view of the empire state building showed exactly where I was: The Big Apple, Manhattan. Dragging myself to the operation table I rested on just a few minutes ago, I recollected my thoughts: Funnily enough, I remembered absolutely nothing about myself. Except my name that is.
Alex…Alex…..Nothing comes to mind. Feeling a little less dizzy, I finally decided to leave this dump. The dead bodies were really creepy. Leaving the room, I ran past a few empty corridors, walked down what felt like a million stairs and finally left this Morgue through a glass door. It was so good to smell the air again, even though I was in a city. Walking on, the flashing lights and military vehicles ahead alerted something was up. And I didn't like it one bit. Forcing my curly brown hair into the black hoodie I was wearing, I crept silently to the scene. Thankfully I managed to hide myself behind one of the tanks, just close enough to make out what the conversation in the middle was about between the two scientists and the 5 soliders:
"Sir, we have to know what's going on!"
"There is no explanation needed, and no need for you both either".
Then, they were shot point blank. The German and the local were dead.
"The Hell?" I said not as quietly as I expected. And then, all the soldiers pointed their guns at me. Ah shit.