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bold and italics = hallucinations and dreams
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I don't own anything except this laptop and a half-eaten bag of sweets.
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As I sat down and typed away at the laptop, I wondered if the rest of my life was destined to be an assistant to this nut-job of a scientist. I looked towards said lunatic, and saw that he was still trying to make a female Skitty and a male Wailord mate to see what would happen. I turned back to the computer while shaking my head.
"Jack, how long do you think it's going to take him to realise that they both have sterilised?" whispered a soft voice to my left, causing me to gain a small smile.
I looked to my left to see the other wonderful assistant, and good friend of mine, Sarah Book-smith. I thought for a moment, before I quietly replied "I'll give it about a day or two."
she looked at our boss for a moment, before looking back at me and asking "What makes you think that he would realise so soon?"
I replying"Don't you remember how long it took him when he was attempting to make a male Seviper and a female Zangoose mate for the exact same reason?"
She seemed to think for a moment, before she started to lightly chuckle while she said "How could I forget something like that? Especially the moment he decided to run into the cage to stop them from fighting."
I sighed, before saying "Ah, yes. That was one of the funniest moments of my life. It was definitely worth the pay reduction."
Before Sarah could reply, we heard a voice from behind us say "That will be nothing compared with the pay reduction I do if you don't continue entering that data into those computer."
We both looked at each other, before we both turned to our computers and started typing furiously at the keyboards. I heard my boss say "But thanks for telling me that they have been sterilised. Now, if you excuse me, I will be out getting better specimens for my research." before I heard the door slam shut.
I waited for a moment, before I looked at the clock and saw that it was 1 o'clock. I then turned back to Sarah and asked "So, how would you like to go out for lunch? My treat?"
she turned to look at me for a moment to see if I was joking, but when she looked me in the eye I could tell that she knew I was serious. She sighed, before replying "Jack, you do know that I have a boyfriend? One who already takes me out on dates?"
I quickly leaned back a little and put my hands up defensively, while saying "Who said anything about a date? I was just inviting you out for lunch as colleagues usually do."
Sarah looked me in the eye for a moment while asking "JUST as colleagues?"
I looked her dead in the eye for a moment, before saying "Just as colleague, Sarah. Nothing more, or less."
She turned to her computer screen and thought for a moment, before turning back to me and saying "Well, what are we waiting for? We have to hurry if we want to get into town before the lunchtime rush!"
Before I could reply, Sarah grabbed my arm and dragged me out the door and towards her favourite café.
I shot upright in my bed, covered in sweat and I quickly looked around to find Sarah. However, I couldn't find her and suddenly I realised that she was still dead. ...still dead... I sadly thought. No matter how much I want to, I just can't find a way to bring her back. But I'm close... I just have to keep working...
I sighed as I stood up and headed towards the wash facility in my resting chamber. The door opened automatic, and I turned on the cold taps. I cupped my hands before gathering some of the water. I then bent over and splashed the water onto my face to help wake me up. As I allowed the water to drip off of my face, I let loose a heavy sigh.
I looked up and saw that a shrouded figure with blood red eyes was staring at me coldly. I instinctively stepped back from the mirror, but I walked into the shower curtain and suddenly became entangled in the curtain. As I struggled to free myself from the curtain's plastic grasp, I looked back into the mirror to see if that thing was still there.
It wasn't. Sigh. As I managed to free myself, I couldn't help but wonder about that figure I keep seeing. Who, or what is it; and what do they want with me? What have I ever done to anyone to deserve this?
"Jack, there is a intruder in the laboratory, who is currently being held in cell #6201. what course of action shall I perform on the intruder, sir?" said GRACE in a normal tone.
As I walked out of the wash facility, I thought for a moment, before replying "Put a non-lethal amount of EA-3167 so we can deal with this intruder later. But for now, we need to check up on test subject #327421 to see if the alterations I have done has had any other effects on her."
"Of course, sir. I shall follow out your commands right away, sir." said GRACE. I really wish that GRACE would stop calling me sir. It's starting to get really annoying thought Jack, as I headed through the relaxation camber's door and towards rest chamber #16
Great! Just great! Not only did I get captured, but I didn't even manage to find the information I was looking for! At least I didn't let them put anything on my, or else I may be dead by now. I Thought, as I paced around the empty cell.
"There has to be some way out of here. I mean that that thing didn't just throw me in here and just lock me in here to die. Hopefully." I muttered, when I suddenly saw that an air vent had appeared in the wall.
As I walked towards the air vent, I could hear a light hiss coming from the air vent. It was then that I realised that the machine was pumping some gas into the room. But as I felt light-headed, I knew that I was too late to do anything.
THUD!
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THUD!
The sudden noise shocked me, although I did expected something to happen when the hissing suddenly started. But who, or what was it? Are there others people who have been captured by me, or is it something to do with this 'Mew atom' he was talking about?
I then looked at my arms again, just to check to see if I was mistaken before, but I wasn't. All the scars, bruises and wounds have seemed to have healed, and some of my fur has changed colour. There are only three possible explanations that I can think of right now.
One, I have been in a coma for many years, allowing my wounds to to heal naturally, and my hair to change as well. Two, everything I have ever known has been part of some hallucination, and I am in a insane asylum cell recovering from a tragic accident. Or three, whatever Jack did to me had some form of effect on my body.
As I puzzled over what was happening, I almost failed to notice that the door opened itself. I saw that behind the door there was a corridor leading to 3 other doors, and I couldn't help but walk out of the door and into the corridor. Suddenly, the door slammed shut, leaving me trapped in the hallway. Well, there is no way to go but forwards. I just hope that I don't get into any trouble. I thought, as I walked down the hallway.
However, almost every door in the hallway was locked except for a red door, which led to a tall room made of metal. Inside the room, however, there was only contained a wooden chair, a solid wooden block, and a sharp piece of metal. When I entered the room, I noticed that there was a note lying under the block. I moved the block over, and picked up the note before reading it.
To the test subject in question, (does it mean me?) it has come to my attention that you can serve a good purpose to me soon. (I don't like where this is going.) So I have decided to set up three tests to see if you can help me straight away, or if you need some adjusting before I send you out into the field. (what does he mean by adjusting?) You will be tested on how smart you are, how strong you are, and how fast you are. Good luck and keep your wits about. (keep my wits about? What does he mean by that?)
I put the note down on the chair, before looking around to see if I had missed anything. After I had determined that there was no other hidden notes or tools, I picked up the wooden box and inspected it for any clues or marking. I was about to think that there were nothing significant about the box, but then I saw that there was a tiny hole in the side of the box.
I then put the box onto the metal floor, and sat on the chair, wondering what I was meant to with the items that someone put in here, and what I was aiming to achieve. I then looked at each corner of the room to see if there were any cameras recording my progress, but to my surprise there wasn't any cameras at all.
What exactly is that strange scientist got planned for me? I thought. I was so deep in thought, I didn't realize that the door had just shut itself, and that the roof was lowering very slowly downwards...
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