The doctor strapped me to the chair.
"You know, little girl, if this succeeds, you are going to be very famous," he grinned.
"I do not want to be famous!" I jelled angrily. "Let me go!" The doctor frowned and looked at another doctor.
"She is new, isn't she?" he asked. The other doctor nodded. "Found her in London this morning. No parents, as far as I could see," he said.
"I do have parents!" I said. The doctor got a very big syringe from a table.
"Listen to me. You do not complain, you do not scream, you simply keep your mouth shut at all times. Do you understand?" the doctor looked at me very strict, like a teacher who was sick of your talking through his lesson. I looked him in the eyes, challenging.
"No."
Sebastian gently shook my arm. I was zoning out while he tried to talk to me. Because I was zoning out, I was not prepared for anyone to touch me and I instantly went into a "defensive" mode, hitting his hand away from me. Then I realised what I had done. I had hit the creepy, already annoyed butler. I looked at him, scared, trying to see if he was angry. Please do not hurt me?
The butler, however, merely looked at me. No, it was more like… Observing?
"I'm sorry I startled you, miss Ivy," he said. He was not angry at me?
"Can't you tell me where you're from?" I bit my lip. I could not tell him about the laboratory… But he would probably never stop asking if I did not tell him anything. I took the paper again and wrote down 'London'. Nobody I knew seemed to be in London anymore, though. And even though I knew the doctors were looking for me, the chance the butler would walk around London with a picture of me to see if anyone knew me also seemed nihil. Sebastian looked at the piece of paper. I knew what he was thinking. London still was a very big city so this still said practically nothing about me. There was not much to say about me, anyway. I was from London. My family used to live there, but they do not anymore. Not in the same house, anyway. I had not been able to look much further since they found me. It was stupid to go to my old house first. Of course that was the first place they would look for me. They knew all I wanted was to go home… That is what we all wanted.
Apparently they did not get the order to be careful with me while trying to bring me back to the laboratory. I do not think it was their intention to bring me back alive at all. I probably deserved a big punishment… And a painful death seemed like one.
I looked at Sebastian. Where did they even find me? I could ask, probably. I scribbled the question down on my piece of paper, which seemed to get fuller and fuller by the minute. He took a minute to decipher it again.
"You do not remember?" he asked. "Finnian found you on the road to the manor. You were lucky he had to go get some new trees," Sebastian said. "You were barely alive."
He looked at me. "How did you even end up there, if you came all the way from London?" he wondered.
I had no answer at all for him this time, since I myself had no idea. The last thing I remember is a surprise attack… And lots of running. But there is no way I could have ran all the way up to this manor. Since I was always in the lab I never got to run, so I was horribly out of shape. I would never be able to run a big distance, especially hurt like I am now. On the piece of paper I simply drew a question mark. Spelling this out would be so much work… And he probably would not be able to read it anyway.
"Hm… So you don't know either?" the butler asked. I nodded, looking down to avoid his eyes.
The butler began putting stuff back on the cart. "It doesn't matter if you don't know," he said.
"You might have hit your head as well."
That sounded about right, to be honest. Maybe they tried to knock me unconscious so they could take me back… Although they could have used some medicine they had. They were 'doctors', after all.
Something was off about this. Ren could never run as far as a mansion outside London, especially not when being attacked. It made no sense to her either that they had not simply drugged her. Sebastian pushed the cart towards the door.
"Oh, miss?" he stopped before exiting. "Are you feeling well enough for a bath?" he asked. I looked at him in surprise. Did he want to bathe me..? Because that is not okay at all.
"I can send a maid if you are well enough," he continued. I nodded. I was feeling sort of okay, and I knew I was filthy. I had been even before being attacked. Sebastian opened the door. "Very well. I will instruct her to come over here when she's finished her other duties."
The maid, or Meyrin as she introduced herself, did not have many other duties, judging by how fast she was in my room. This might be because this was the clumsy red-haired maid that had dropped the bowl of water when I first woke up. Even though the maid wore glasses, it was like she could see nothing at all.
It felt like a miracle she did not drown me or make me bleed out by opening some wound while bathing me. She even managed to dry me off, help me dress into a clean nightgown and get me back to bed safely. Someone changed the sheets while I was bathing, and added a small stack of paper to the piece I already had. Someone wanted me to talk quite a bit, it seemed.
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