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The room was filled with cots, all but one in which were empty.
The girl in which was to be going through some 'tests', as they had called it, was now unconsious.
She had been out for weeks, almost a whole month.
Minutes ticked by, and the heart monitor next to her began to beep faster.
She slowly opened her eyes, looking around the room in silence.
She sat up slowly, noticing the lack of sound in the room.
Faint hissing.
It was extremely close, not like it was in the room. Like it was her.
She lowered her gaze down to her arms to see four metalic black limbs replacing them.
She went to scream, but only a loud hiss escaped her mouth.
Her chest began to ache as she grabbed at it with her claws.
Acidic blood spurt from her as a human form burst from her chest.
She screamed in fear as she stare down at herself.
She jumped up with a start, screaming loudly on the hospital bed.
A nurse had run in to hold her down along with a doctor.
"GET IT OUT OF ME! PLEASE GET IT OUT OF ME! GET IT OUT OF ME NOW!"
She grabbed the nearest thing to her, a lamp, smashed it over the doctors head.
He fell to the ground while the nurse ran to the wall and pressed a series of buttons. She then grabbed a talkie from her coat. "Android Assistance Required in Room seven!"
The girl dove foreward off the cot she was recently laying in and made a mad dash for the door.
It automatically opened, but not because of her presense.
On the other side, lurked three droids.
She cried out in fear and tried to ram through them, only to be grabbed and smashed to the ground by one of them.
She kicked and thrashed as much as the weight would allow her, before feeling the prick of a needle in her arm.
"Be calm Baylee... Be calm.." Her eyes moved to the side, seeing the doctor that she had knocked down insurting some kind of fluid into her arm. Blood trickled down the side of his head.
She groaned as a certain headache took place. She wasn't even able to move her fingers.
The droids dragged her up to her feet and lay her limp body back in her cot.
The nurse wiped away the blood off the doctors face. "Are you alright?"
He did not remove his gaze from Baylee. "Yeah, it'll heal up."
"Dr. Newton," One of the droids spoke up, holding his small MG aimed to the floor below him.
The doctor dismissed the nurse and she walked away. "Yes Bot Jacob?"
"Subject One is in contamination and is enduring the process."
Dr. Newton nodded to the bot and dismissed him as well.
The droids left the room, and with the click of the door shutting, he approached Baylee's bed and sat in a chair next to her head.
She looked at him, with an expression that would title most as afraid.
"I apologise for the violent behavior we have to give to you," He said. "I understand you are confused and scared, but you must work with us."
She did not move, but spoke up. "W-who are you? Why are you doing this to me?" The question was left unanswered for what seemed like hours.
Dr. Newton twined his fingers together.
"You don't remember do you?" He questioned. With no response, he continued. "Baylee, you have made yourself a subject, and though you have been leeched to, your baby has been removed and-"
"Where is my baby?!" Baylee interupted.
He sighed and motioned his head to the table in the far corner of the room. "Get yourself changed, meet me in the Quarantine Chambers." He stepped away from the bed and left the room, leaving a paralized Baylee behind.
Twenty minutes had gone by before she regained feeling. She sat up with a groan and stretched.
Several of her bones cracked from the strain of not being able to move.
Baylee turned to the clothes on the table.
A long sleeved tan shirt and a pair of ugly, baggy grey jeans.
She sighed, pulling off her white robe and changed into the proper set of clothes.
