BEFORE YOU READ=
HISTORY: This story was first writen on a forum and was created as an alternate reality story in which the users were created into characters. These characters presented in the story are not the exact copies of their original inspirations. They have taken new forms and lives of their own.
The story was inspired by real life people as well as the Resident Evil and the Terminator series.
AUTHORS=
PrincessHayLin- writing in the point of view of ALICE
Grimm (nonuser)- writing in the point of view of GRIMM
ALICE'S POV (point of view)
Part 1
It's quiet like always. On the inside of my arms are the markings of their injections, the variations I must take every day at exactly four in the morning.
Even without a mirror, I can tell my appearance has changed drastically over the past few months. I was once just a child who fell for their lies. I didn't know any better.
But my body has changed. I no longer have the basic structure of a child but the acute angles of a woman. They couldn't keep me from developing physically. But perhaps they wanted me this way.
I lie on my side, looking at the crayons that lie on a table before me. They once were entertaining but my mind seems to be elsewhere these days.
"Hello Alice," a calm voice says from the doorway. A worker walks in carrying a tray of the substance they called "food".
"Are you hungry?" he asks. My head tilts to the side, looking at him blankly.
"I'll leave it with you anyway." He makes his way to leave.
"Where are Adam and Eve?" I ask.
He stops at the door. "In the bible, Alice."
"No, Adam and Eve…" I say again sadly. Their faces I can hardly recall anymore.
The worker's smile seems to disappear completely as he leaves the room.
"Where have they gone?"
Meanwhile:
The door unlocks. "Report."
"She remembers, sir."
The Director looked toward the worker. "How much?"
"She knows their names."
The director looks into a monitor which projects the image of a girl awkwardly playing with broken crayons. "We will have to initiate Phase B."
"Phase B? But sir, isn't that…"
"Do it!"
The new worker bows to his superior and leaves the Director in silence. Again, the Director stares at the illuminated image.
"Dear sweet creature. How you've grown..."