There is no time. There is no telling whether it is day or night. Not here in Weapon X.
I had just been brought back from another series of painful tests. I stared at a twisted pile of metal in the corner, sinking deeply into despair. The flock had no clue where I was, and even if they did they wouldn't be able to rescue me. None of my cellmates seemed to care about escape, and it made me angrier.
The metal twitched.
I stared at it, everything else far from my mind. I looked at it, and gave it a little push in my mind.
It twitched again.
I pushed harder, even imagining it lifting into the air.
The metal rose and hovered at eye height. My eyes widened. I had gotten a new power! I could move things with my mind!
I played with the metal for a while before I got bored and began to think again how I could get out.
Turns out I didn't need to think very hard about escape. Life is funny like that.
Another group came for us later. They dragged Logan, Laura, and I roughly out of our and into a courtyard. Gosh, it was so great to see the blue sky and the sun after what felt like days in the dark.
" Well, Pipsqueak," Logan said to me under his breathe. " You got your wish. If we survive this, then we're outta here."
" Survive what?" I asked.
The answered roared, and then came around the side of the building. It looked like a huge silver dinosaur, and the sight of it nearly stopped my heart.
" Predator X." Laura said.