The last couple of weeks have gone by in a blur of supposed was just dull. Dull. Boring. Tedious. Uninteresting. Prosaic. It wasn't that I had already learnt them. It's just that I had already figured out in my mind. It just made logical sense. The only interesting thing that happened was my frequent visits from the girl who could get in. That was the only thing appropriate to dub here, as she never revealed her real name. She was the only person who would tell me anything about present affairs in the outside world. None of the scientists ever spoke about it and, of course, I was never let out. But, from what I gathered, there was always some war or another going on, or some epidemic somewhere. To be quite honest, the outside world didn't seem all it was cranked up to be.
Recently, the world seemed to be in a bit of a messed up state of affairs. Wars going on this way and that, and the girl seemed to show no signs of lying. She seemed almost seemed on the verge of tears when she described it. After that, I heard the scientists coming back and she began to back away. "One more thing," She smiled sweetly at me, "Does the word, Hinata, mean anything to you? Per chance?" She promptly left. But I was still staring after her. I had no idea what she was talking about. For one thing, that was a first and I had never experienced that feeling before, and it threw me a bit, but the name. I didn't know how I knew it was a name. I had never heard it before. I think. Thinking about it gave me a headache. Anyway, the researchers said that I could leave the lab, for the first time. I was required to observe a school council meeting to experience first hand political proceedings. After all, the school council was the only thing close to a governing body we had here.
Later that week, the day finally arrived. I was watching behind one way glass. I must admit, it was nice to be on the other end of the viewing board for once. But I couldn't really focus on the proceedings. All I could think about was what the girl had said. Hinata. Why was that word so important? It was like my head had been slowly splitting open every time I thought about it, so, the logical thing would be to not think about it. But for some reason I couldn't shake it. By the time the meeting started, every external sound felt like another hammer on the edge that was lodged in my skull. The pain was agonising. The only think I really processed the entire time was a class representative, I think. He was wearing a white uniform and a red armband, even though uniform was not obligatory. He was loud, and never really brought anything to the table, but somehow was just repeating the same opini-
Hinata.
Not again. I gripped my head in my hands, but the voice ensued. It was like there was another person in my mind, trying to seize control. I'm not you. You're not me. I'm me. Right?
I
Am
Me.
Nobody else is.
My vision was blurring, the pain was unimaginable, there was no rational thought. I somehow had blood on my hands. My blood? Or His? No. Mine. I'm me. This body is mine. Right? The glass was shattered. Guards were everywhere. I stumbled back, falling into the council room. People. Everywhere. Where was I? Where was He? In my head. I'm not you. People running towards me. Both students teachers and guards. How do I prove that I'm me? The voice would do anything to be free. Would it, would it? Would it... Kill? I would. I will. I can. I turned to the students surrounding me. Find a weapon. A pen. That would do. The human body is so fragile. I'm not you. I'm not you. I grabbed the pen. Turned to the nearest person. I shoved the point into his esophagus. It went in one end, and right out the other. Screams surrounded me. Blood pooled from the wound. The voice would never do this. I am me. I began to laugh. It wasn't enough though. I grabbed the pen and pulled it out. Based on the biology, I could penetrate through to the heart without much resistance if I struck the right place. I finished him off quickly and turned to the rest of the room. The guards had their guns out, but they wouldn't shoot. Not their precious science experiment, their "Ultimate Hope", their lab rat. Still laughing, I delivered another strike. And another. And another. Blood ran like rain, covering everything. Still, they did noting but get in the way. I am me. This voice would never kill anyone. 15 bodies carpeted the floor when they finally restrained me. When they dragged me away, and up until I was sedated, I was laughing. I am me. Me, and no one else.
Back in the lab. I'd finally come too. The girl was somehow back. Still smiling. Confusion buzzed in my head. The pain was gone. The voice was gone. They didn't care about me. No one did. They only cared about their project being a success. "I can get you out." I turned to the girl. "What?" My voice was hoarse. "But we have to go now." I blinked in surprise. It was better than here. I knew the world was broken anyway. From what I gathered, it had began at Hopes Peak Academy. There was nothing they could do anymore. They would pay for what I had been through. I am me. And I was going to relish this world that they created. I was going outside, and neither Hell nor high water could stop me when I got there.