Chapter II
Beast Boy regretted. He regretted regretting being in prison. He even missed those times when Mento was coming to him only to show how he hates his ex son.
Beast Boy sat in his little cage. He had nothing more than that small cage, in which he could only sit or lay. It was terrifying. The room was very big, but dark. The light was turned on only when somebody came inside. There were no windows and the doors were shut tight, locked also on code. They could be opened only from the other side or by using special key, which only few people had. His cage also was locked, but by the simple key or code. Everyone in lab had them. Yes. In Lab. That's where he is now. This specific laboratory specializes in monsters. None of his neighbors was normal. On the left side, he had something which looked like Plasmus, but more like made from mud. It didn't say anything, sometimes he heard the groan from him. On right, there was something which probably used to be a human. Woman was like a tree. Growing leaves from its fingers. She couldn't speak either. Like a real plant. Scientists were watering her from time to time. Only then she was moving a little bit.
But the worst was one in front of his cage. That… Thing… Was bleeding all the time, moaning and crying in pain. People were giving it shots very often, but it looks worse and worse. Beast Boy thought that they probably don't even try to make it better… More like… they were checking "What if I give it that" .
Garfield's 'Doctor' was named Hoffmann. It was the tall man about 40 years old or so. He was losing his hair in the middle of his head. Like everybody in here (who wasn't monster) He was wearing a white lab coat and a mask. He refuses to talk to him. Like everyone in here.
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Few days passed. Beast Boy was sitting in his cage again. Naked. The thing opposite died this morning. It was screaming all night, before it expired. Maybe even better. Beast Boy couldn't look at it any longer. They thrown it to the bin and moved away. He heard something about burning corpse. But he didn't want to know. Hoffmann took him today, chained of course. He refused to answer any Beast Boys questions. At first the boy was trying to resist. Now he let the scientist do his job. As if he had a chance or something in escaping.
This evening he started to feel a pain in his stomach. The place of shots also hurt. He was crying all night, wishing the old days to come back. He will forgive them! He will forgive them everything just…
Take me home…
These were the last words he spoke aloud. The next day he had been given a special device into his throat to preclude him from talking… And screaming.
Beast Boy didn't know how much time passed. But he assumed it was already fall, because one of scientists recommended his friend a good syrup for cough, because "it is the time when it's easy to catch a cold". His birthday passed long ago. And he spent that day all alone.
Beast boy got new name today – 5776. Easy to remember. Especially when everyone call you that.
Beast Boy felt no hope, like he used to few days ago. Why? Just some time ago he still hoped. But now… The pain in his stomach was worse and worse and dr. Hoffmann was putting in him more and more weird substances.
Today 5776 messed all his cage with vomit. The punishment hurt badly. He could feel the pain radiate down his body. He started to forge how it was before. Bed, food, family… It seemed so far away now. He started to cry softly.
The cage opposite was full again. That seemed to be a baby. Beast Boy felt pity for it. It had no skin at all. But it died soon too.
Again new neighbor. How much it passed? Few days or so. This time it was a real monster. Furry, with fangs and long nails. It was leering at the boy. Garfield didn't like him. He felt… unsafe.
It felt worse and worse. He could barely eat. If he ate too much, he would throw up everything. Beast Boy felt so weak, but his 'doctor' was giving him more and more weird substances. And his punishments were harder too. He was praying that night. But not to go back home. He was praying to die finally.
If only he could kill himself. But he couldn't do even that. Why Mento made him go here!? Why he have put him there?! What have he done?! It hurts. He preferred that cell much more than cage. Hoffmann came to the room. Another tortures. Endless torture… Death was a blessing.
