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Max POV
I didn't sleep all night; I was way too intrigued about the new thing the whitecoates brought in. Whatever it was obviously had wings, but how could it be one of us? I'd never seen him, or her, before, and, I mean, the school is big, but the whitecoats usually grouped their types of experiments together, which is how the flock came to be. He (or she, once again) was rustling in his (or her) sleep. I couldn't tell if Fang was asleep or not, but there was no way I could talk to him, as the whitecoats have probably installed microphones in our dog crates. I could tell that Nudge was trying to not fall asleep, afraid that the whitecoats would come and get her. Angel was probably exhausted, but too sad that we were captured too to sleep. How did I know this? Because they were my flock, my family, stuck once again in the place that still haunts our worst nightmares. I wished that this was a nightmare: then, at least, I would be able to wake up and realize that it was just my imagination that told me that Angel had gotten captured, or that when we came after her we got captured too. That's what I hated about the whitecoats bringing whatever-gender-it-was in: I did not have enough imagination to bring that into my dreams.
He (or she) moved again and his (or her) wing became visible to me, just for a moment, before he (or she) shuffled back. I must have seen it wrong. It looked like it was….glittering. Oh, boy. Now I really was going crazy.
(OC's POV)
I dreamed about the pain. The pain that spread everywhere as my stomach lurched back and forth, feeling like it was splitting in half. There was an earsplitting pounding in my head, but still the scientists came and gave me shots, into my bloodstream, into my back, my leg, one straight into my heart. I felt like someone had opened up my back and shoved a goose down it, then sewed me back up. I must have been there for days, months, and I felt nothing but the pain, the pain. After a while, one of the scientists came to me with scissors. My vision blurred in and out of focus, but when I could see clearly, I was immediately blinded again by a searing pain down my back, someone reaching in and pulling out the goose. I hear a scream in my ears, and realize that it is mine.
My dream changes. I see a man, a tall man with hair so blond it was white, in really fancy clothes, though the details blur in and out of focus, like bad radio connection. He walks over to me and grabs my shoulders, tight, very, very tight. I knew I should try and fight, but I couldn't find the strength. He brings me along, his grip growing tighter and tighter, until we come to a different room that was must have been the kitchen, but it was huge. He let go of me for a split second and grabbed something blurry, something that I couldn't quite make out. Grinning wickedly, the man shoved it toward my stomach. I wake to the sound of my dog cage door opening.
Max POV
It turns out,
The thing the whitecoats brought in is a girl
Said girl is pretty much like the rest of us
She doesn't remember anything from her past
The School does not offer pancakes to newbies
They also do not offer cookies to not-so-newbies
Whitecoats have focus groups
How do I know all this? Well, three whitecoats came in about 2 in the morning. How do I know this? I just do. My survival instinct kicks in and somehow, I know what time it is. Anyway, they turned on the bright florescent lights and came to draw blood out of the new girl's arm. If you think that an alarm clock is an unpleasant way to wake up, you obviously have not woken up to the smell of Kleenex, with bright fluorescents glaring you in the face and an evil doctor come to draw blood from you. Just saying. So, the whitecoats come in and open the door of the new girl's crate. The whitecoat with the needle held out his hand impatiently. The girl tucked both of her arms behind her and glared at him in response. Hmm, I like her, I thought as the two continued. The whitecoat reached into the crate, grabbed her, and yanked her toward him, smashing her face against the side. She didn't even grunt. She's one tough bird. Ha, ha, ha, you know, 'cuz she's part bird? Never mind. "Be careful with it! You might upset the experiments!" one of the other whitecoats said. "Isn't it supposed to be extra-durable?" the whitecoat with the needle replied. Extra-durable?
"Stop squabbling! We're moving them anyway, after those others came with their stupid eagle act." I could practically hear Nudge snap to attention. Others? Did that mean Iggy and Gazzy? Oh, crap. If they got captured….
"We're moving all of them?" the second whitecoat said. "Yes, where they'll meet the others," the third whitecoat seemed to know what was what. But why were they saying so much? Then I realized that they were talking under their voices. I sometimes missed out on stuff, because I could hear about 10X better than regular humans. They even knew that, so ….. why? The whitecoats sometimes underestimated us but this was something else.
They did move us. To. Freaking. Bird cages. I'm serious. They moved us to a giant room that was higher than I thought the School had. There were huge, and I mean huge, cages hanging from the ceiling, with huge thick bars surrounding them. The new girl turned to me, and, she must not be shy, mouthed Are they serious?
Then, the devil himself came.