What I saw was a giant, warehouse type room, practically pitch black. Along the walls were cages, and not very big ones either. Their purpose probably to hold dogs, not people, as they were now. Other kids from the school that I had thought had "graduated" now were being held inside these inhumane cages. They wore the same all black attire as I did and had some sort of strange mutated variation, as I did myself, being my wings. The sound I had heard was their cries.
It all came to me. I was taken here to be tested on because I was fourteen, which must be the age our mutations start to alter our appearances. I was taken here to be tortured and held in a dog cage for the rest of my life. I froze in my steps. The blond doctor took notice of my actions and looked back at me, noticing my pained face, he acknowledged me knowing what was to happen to me. I closed my eyes and prepared myself to be beaten or some other punishment for having guessed my future correctly. Instead, I felt a gentle hand lay on my shoulder. I looked up at him, curiosity in my big, blue eyes.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you. I wasn't going to hurt you, either," He assured me, trying to calm me. Not quite believing him, I readied myself for any need of running away and flying out a window to escape this wretched place. If my wings would even work. "I am going to help you escape."
"What about all of them?" I demanded from him, feeling sick to my stomach as I listened to the sorrowful cries of the other kids, just like me.
"I'm going to get them out soon, too. First you," He told me, grabbing my hand and rushing me into another room. It was practically pitch black, with the exception of a small, dim lamp in the corner. He opened a large window, revealing the pitch black night sky. I gulped. We were on at least the 20 or 25th floor of this huge building, and my fear of heights was slowly coming back to me as I slowly comprehended what he was going to ask me to do. Trying to be brave, though, I prepared myself for what was to come. "You're wings are strong, and will carry you for long distances. I need you to fly as far away from this building as you possible can. It's night, so your escape won't be noticed until the morning, I assume. Fly until you physically can't, now go!" He shoved me out the window.