Me: Hey all! It's been a while since I've updated, but-
Max: You updated yesterday…..
Me: Ok…so it's only been a couple of hours since I've updated, but NTL here's chapter 2!
Dylan: Better.
Me: Shut-up Dylan. No one likes you. 'Glances at Max' except for Max.
Max: Are you ASKING me to kick you?
Me: To avoid Max's strategically placed roundhouse kicks, I'm going to start the story now.
Max: Good answer.
Chapter 2: Freaky Doctors And Familiar Faces.
I strode inside.
No one tried to stop me. No one wondered why I wanted to visit this poor, charred, disgusting excuse for hell a hospital. I just, well, walked inside.
The lobby was empty, so I went straight to the directory, to check what floor I needed to go to. 'Floor 13' it read. 'Department of Genetic Engineering'. "Floor 13." I repeated. "Figures." I jogged over to the cobweb-covered elevator and checked to see if it still worked. Surprisingly, it did. Once inside, I pressed the '13' button (They had one?) and waited, listening to 60's elevator music. I began to perspire. This is it, I thought. The very thing my mother did not want to see happening is about to happen. And I caused it. For some reason I remembered my social studies teacher talking about cause and effect. All right, I thought. Let's try it. I pulled a piece of paper and a pencil out of my pocket (what a slow elevator!)
Cause: Me turning myself in to maniac scientist stalkers.
Effect: Me becoming a genetically advanced freak of nature that can never show its' ugly face in public ever again.
You know, this whole turning myself in thing wasn't so appealing anymore. But just as I decided not to do this, the elevator stopped, the doors opened, and there was a scientist, looking at me hungrily.
"We've been waiting." He said.
What happened next was a blur. The scientist grabbed my arm and put me on a bed. Three more appeared and began to inject me with needles; IV's, blood tests, shots, etc. My mind was screaming, and I began to panic. As I began to rise, bloody handcuffs rose out of the uncomfortable blue bedding and held me in place. I struggled and squirmed, but no matter what I did, I could not escape. Then, when I thought I could take no more, a woman walked up to me. "Let's put him to sleep." She said. I knew that voice! Teary eyed and confused, I looked up. "Mom?" I whispered.
She answered by jabbing my arm with a syringe, and I blacked out.
Me: Well that was chapter 2. Don't forget to-
Total: Comment and rate, we know.
Me: You guys just have an insatiable urge to interrupt me, don-
Iggy: Yup.
Me: Sigh. I….never mind. Just-
Angel: Don't forget to do what Total said.
Me: And you, little devil, love to-
Angel: Read peoples minds? Yes!
Me: Next chapter soon…..