Chapter 4
Everything about Angel ached, from her head to her toes. She blinked several times, trying to wake herself up. She found herself in a dog cage. The chemical smell automatically gave away where she was, she was in the School. Riley was lying next to her, still asleep, lucky her.
Looking next to her she saw two more experiments in a cage next to her.
"Hi." She whispered to them, but they didn't talk to her, and their thoughts weren't very coherent.
One of them was rough and scaly, but only in patches. The other one he looked like well a...mistake. He had extra finger and toes, and he didn't look too good.
A door opened and she heard the noises of footsteps against a linoleum floor. Angel's heart filled with dread, and two whitecoats stopped in front of her cage, and looked in on her.
"Oh, my God- Harrison was right." One of them said, still peering at her through the bars on the cage door. "They got her! Do you know how long I've wanted to get my hands on this one? Did you ever read the Director's report on this group?" They said excitedly to the other whitecoat.
"Yeah, but I wasn't sure I believed it. Are you saying this is Subject Eleven? This little girl?" The other whitecoat asked, this one was a woman.
The first whitecoat rubbed his hands together with happiness. Then he leaned forward to unhook her cage. "Come here little thing. You're wanted in Lab Seven."
Angel winced as rough hands dragged her out of her cage, and the other experiments were glad that it was her and not them.
Angel didn't blame them one bit. They had left Riley alone, but for how long?
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