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Chapter One

-Trapped-


Jayleen's POV


It feels as though it has been years since I last opened my eyes. Stiff. Groggy. What happened to me?

FLASH

NO! STOP! MOM!

FLASH

I gasped! Where was everyone? Where was I?

FLASH

Pain. Needles, I hate needles. PAIN! A scream. Was it my own?

FLASH

No. It can't be.

I held my breath. Trying to sit up, I felt a sudden pain in my wrist. What is going on? When I tried once again to move my wrists, to no avail, I moaned. This is definitely not the way I had planned on spending my evening. Even playing checkers with my grandfather would be better than this... though perhaps not much. I chuckled at that thought. My grandfather always was a nut for checkers.

No. I cannot think of them right now. Where the hell am I?

Upon realizing that moving would be of no use, I decided upon looking at my surroundings. Opening my eyes once again, I flinched at the sudden change in lighting. There was not much light in the room save a lamp in the far corner, but it was enough the strain my tired eyes.

Ah! Okay, that is not going to work. Never did have much of a pain tolerance to speak of. Yikes, now I got one hell of a headache.

Annoyed by the sudden discomfort, I sighed softly. Only the be assaulted by a shout of alarm that I assume derived from the lit corner.

Suddenly, my surroundings were lit up like the sun at midnight. I hissed at the sudden change. Why are my eyes so sensitive?

Before a second had passed I could hear the clanging of metal against metal. Papers shuffling. Voices echoing. Machines whirring.

"Quiet Jack, we mustn't make her startle quite yet."

How could they worry about that? They were making so much noise it could wake the dead!

"Hurry with the sedative, her heart rate is raising rapidly!" The man I supposed to be Jack yelled.

Wait, SEDATIVE? THEY WERE NOT GOING TO BE GIVING ME A SEDATIVE!

I tried to struggle against my bonds, but was kept from freedom by these blasted pieces of metal.

"I never could understand how she could have a heartbeat. Do ghosts even have a heart?

Ghosts...? This is not adding up... Ghosts are not even real.

Confusion. Worry. Anguish.

No. It can't be.

"Finally. This sedative should put her out for a good long time. Wouldn't want her waking up, now would we?" A chuckle was shared between the two, apparently whatever joke there was to be had was at my expense.

Something is not right... I know that something is not right.

Suddenly finding myself unable to form a thought, I struggled to maintain consciousness.

I cannot fall under. I cannot...

...

It was an unusually bright day, especially since it had been raining nonstop the past few days.

Squinting up at the sky, I heaved a sigh of contentment. If only this weather would hold. That would make living here a heck of a lot easier.

I sighed again, though this time for a different reason entirely. Walking home might be the only relaxing part of my day. With my grandparents visiting I certainly will not be getting rest any time soon. Why can my family never get along?

My thoughts quickly dimmed as my steps reached the front my home. Heaving another sigh, I plodding up the driveway. As I opened the main entrance, I mentally prepared myself for the worst possibly conceivable evening. As I glanced toward the kitchen, a look of shock made its way onto my face as it slowly developed into horror.

...

"I think she is coming to Jack! Hurry, ready the ecto-weapons, she might still be dangerous."

...what?...

"How did the sedative wear off so quickly? It should have lasted for hours!"

...sedative?...

"I don't know Jack, but this has to end. Her kind will not bring any more destruction to our town."

I blinked in confusion. This didn't make any sense...

"Where am I?"

"You are in the lab of the world renowned Fentons of course! Where else would you be. Waltzing into our portal like you owned it. The nerve. I ought to blast you right now!"

Fenton? Why does that sounds so familiar...

"Now Jack, you know that we have to dissect it first, think of all that we could learn!

'It'? Did that women, whatever her name is, just call me an 'it'?

"Yes I know sweetest, but it would not be nearly as much fun."

"That be as it may, we need to get on with our task at hand. This is a very time sensitive matter, and I do not want to lose out on any valuable data. Do you have the needle ready?"

Needles. I hate needles.

Jack, I assume, handed her the said needle. Feeling a prick in my right arm, I suddenly became light-headed.

"That should hold us through the experiments for now."

Through my fading vision, I saw a sickly luminous green vile being held in her hand. Green? Why is it green?

"Jack honey, set this on the table over there will you?"

I glanced over to the table next to me. Jack 'Fenton' placed the vile of glowing green substance none to carefully into a clear cooler.

"Careful with that! We can always get more, but why waste it?"

'We can always get more'... what am I to them? An animal? Scratch that. I guess I am.

"I want it to sit until tomorrow, let us take our leave and wait for the results. You might as well get some rest ghost. You will need it." The woman sneered in my direction.

As the two walked out, my vision was near gone. Head spinning in the now dark room. I glanced over to my left at the table where the substance had been left. It still glowed green, created a slight light in its surrounding area. As I tried to closer examine its contents, my eyes began burning.

Just a few seconds longer.

I tried once more to view what it contained.

Green and red, reminds me of Christmas... haha

I chucked as I blacked out once again.