This is the "back story" of my story, Get Out Alive. It's describing the first person to go through what the four subjects later on are going to go through. Enjoy.
November 2nd, 2025 - - - -
It was the second day of November in the city. It had been raining that day, I remember it so perfectly. I was minding my own business when I was suddenly picked up by these strange men wearing black suits. I had no idea what was planned for me ahead, other than the fact that I would never see my family again.
I'm not sure where I was taken, but wherever it was, I wasn't going to be on vacation. There were these strange scientists there, muttering and mumbling about some alterations they were going to do to me. I heard some say Lion, while others said Wolf. Then, one spoke up and said they should try something unique, alter me to fit the image and skills of a Dragon. That's where my life entered hell.
I had been there for months now, they had done nothing but research my body. Getting to know every little thing about me. My height, weight, if I had broken a bone before. If I had any illnesses that would irritate the alteration. I didn't know what they were doing, or why they were asking these questions, that is, until they began the altering process…
I changed after that. I had become more hostile, and greedy. Anything that I could snatch from them I would hide in my cell. The items ranged from cans, to glasses, to even articles of clothes. I didn't understand what was going on with me. That is, until the physical alterations began falling into place. That's when I realized, they were changing my life, and being.
I tried to run away many times, but I kept getting caught. They would put my body in so much pain that I died while they experimented, and they would quit the changing, and bring me back. What they did last is what set me off, and caused me to completely change. Not just what they had done, everything about the changes began to cause me to become more dragon-like. In shape and size.
But, this caused me to end up being locked away in a large room, just big enough to accommodate my body size. I now stood at about 30 feet, 11 inches. And weighed around 780 pounds – all muscles. Yeah, I was a fully formed dragon now. Of course, I was their test subject for their little project called A.L.T.E.R.
I just hope no one else is part of this, I don't want this happening to them. They don't deserve to go through the pain I went through, definitely not the changes either. No one deserves to be in my place, not that I deserve it either. But, I fear for future generations if this Project A.L.T.E.R. is still functioning. I pray they don't get caught up into this hell hole. I pray so.
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This is from the diary of Destiny Soul. She was taken into Project A.L.T.E.R. at age eighteen, on November 2nd, 2025. She was claimed missing in New York City on November 16th, 2025, and she was never found.