Only one problem. That eternal slumber wasn't eternal. All of a sudden I regained all sensation, every nerve, every hair, everything. I could feel everything, down to the last nerve ending. I slowly opened my eyes, and the light flooded in. It was like a waterfall, the light of the world flowed into my blank mind. I blinked several times. Once my eyes adjusted I sat up. I slowly swung my legs down, and I could feel every molecule of air that hit them as I hung them over the side of the bed. Everything looked different, I could see more clearly than ever before. I could hear the low murmuring of Secronom staff, in addition to a pained moan from somewhere in the facility.

Then the door opened and a nurse walked in while looking down at her clipboard. When she looked up and saw me sitting upright in front of her she practically jumped out of her skin. "Ahh. This one awake already! And it has two heads!" The nurse screamed to no one in particular. Suddenly several scientists rushed in, each armed with a clipboard and pen, and a number of security staff, each carrying a slick black pistol.

"Incredible, only one other has awakened so far."

"Has she shown any aggression?"

"Isn't this the one that was able to scream after she got her shot?"

The scientists bombarded the poor nurse with questions. I need something. For some reason something was troubling me. I would think that anyone given senses such as the ones I now possessed would want to do nothing but smell the roses, but that wasn't what was on my mind. I need to remember something. While I thought as hard as I could in an attempt to remember the scientist babbled in the background of my awareness. No, I need to remember someone. My face contorted as I scanned the deepest recesses of my mind for what it was I needed to remember. Then I remembered all the fuzziness, and all the pain. The demeaning doctors, and the patient parents... Mommy, daddy!

"Ahhhhhhhh!" I tried to speak, but all that came out was a desperate scream. Of course this only served to fascinate the scientists. They stared at me and started frantically scribbling on their clipboards. Why? I inhaled as deeply as I could, then, raising my arms above my head, I screamed. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaa!"

The scientists all took a step back, and they stood perfectly still as one after another the other patients awakened by my scream, moaning out guttural sounds that could easily scare a small child to death. I heard quiet rustling, scraping on doors, and people walking into walls, and I counted. One hundred and seven… Is that all of them? Did some get away? Then I heard footsteps, loud ones, coming from outside. At first the footsteps were few and far between. Then they got more frequent, faster, faster, faster! Then I heard a loud crash from the lobby, and once again I raised my arms and inhaled, then screamed as loud as I could. "Ahhhhhhhhhaa!" The thing that was in the waiting room suddenly awakened again and came flying into my room. It was a girl, tall, pall, red eyes, dark hair, a blood soaked dress that looked to have once been white, and long tentacles extending from her back. I know you. As she stared into my eyes a single tear slid down her cheek. Your Clara Kastar! It happened too fast for me to accurately remember exactly what happened, but in a single movement this mutated girl that stood before me extinguished the lives of all the Secronom staff that stood in that room.

Then something happened that I didn't expect, undead Clara wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me tightly, almost as if she were my post-mortem guardian angel. Eventually she released me, and continued to protect me until she could barely stand, then they caught us both and put us into cages. My guardian angel healed quickly, she had become strong, and even though 109 of us were trapped in cages, we had hope.

Then one day the french government came to the Secronom facility, and they let us all out. I was the first one let out, and after a handful of the others were out, including Clara, I raised my arms, inhaled deeply, and screamed. "Ahhhh." Those that were already out started killing the police and the staff that had imprisoned us. All humans in that facility were hunted like rabid dogs. I watched through dead eyes as once kind people killed innocent officers that had been aiding them only moments before. I searched the fleeing forms of law enforcers and facility, desperately looking for my parents. I could not find them. I wandered through Secronom facility until I found an exit, not once looking back at the building that had been my prison.

I took in the feeling of being alive. The gentle morning breeze against my cheeks. The subtle scent of pastries from a nearby house. The chirp of birds that fluttered overhead. The glare of the bright sun.

Then reality forced me to take in the feeling of being dead. The scent of fresh blood from the facility behind me. The screams of half asleep civilians. The woman running for her life in nothing but the nightgown she had donned the night before. The burning deep in my stomach of mingled anger and hunger.

Then I saw them. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the people I wanted to see the most.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAA."

I walked toward the couple trying to tell them how I had missed them. How I loved them. But when my eyes focused, I realized that those people were not my parents. This only made me scream louder. Soon they were swarmed by others like the ones from the facility, and then they were dead. I kept walking, trying not to look back, searching for my parents. Maybe I will find them some day, but will I scream for them too?