Mini Series.
The Crimson Files.
By Archaeologist of Humanity.
Chapter 1 - An Unknown Patient.
I'll talk about this because I feel as though I can. Not because I'm ALLOWED too, because I'm not. If they found out... I'd be dead. Or even...Pushed past the brink of death but still with a stranglehold on life. In other words - Unable to die. My spirit would be here but my body wouldn't.
Make sense to you?
Then I can continue.
At first I thought it was just a simple case of being too hot. But no, it was much more complicated than that.
You see, I used to exist in a place that you all would refer to as Nevada Test Range #3. Or, in simple terms - Area 51. Now you can laugh if you want to laugh. But its true. I KNOW it is. I can't prove it...But I know it.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
That damn noise is all I can hear. Nothing else, well, if you count the flies and numerous people walking back and forth...At least, I THINK they are people.
No. They can't be. Where am I? This is...This is not normal.
My name is Red. And I'm alone...All alone in a world that I don't know. A reality I am not familiar with...
"Is she awake?"
I hear something. Who was that? I turn my head - It's someone with a coat on...A white coat. IF? No...It's a guy.
Blegh.
"I think so. I can't determine whether it is a he or a she to be honest with you Doctor."
EH!? I'm a girl! NOT A GUY! I can tell you that RIGHT NOW!
"It's obvious that she's a she. Take her blood in a test. I want to figure out what we're dealing with since she DID appear on the runway less then 2 hours ago."
No...I don't want it! What the...That's a needle...I DON'T LIKE NEEDLES! GET AWAY FROM ME!
I feel my arms being...Held down? Why? What did I do to you!? LET ME GO!
I feel so tired... OWIE! Don't put that in arm! I'll take that needle out! GET OFF!
To Be Continued...