Freak On a Leash: Chapter 6
I can't take no more.
What are we fighting for?
You are my brothers.
Each one I would die for.
Please just let it go.
All the heads are blown.
Let's take the stage and remember what we play for.
No more fighting!!
I swear I'm gonna leave.
Talking shit to spite me.
I wish we just..
Wake the fuck up!
Wake the fuck up!
Wake the fuck up!
Wake the fuck up!
- Korn - Wake Up
"Rise and shine, time for some mental activities, followed by freetime"
I rubbed at my heavy aching eyes, staring directly into the dim light above my bed. I gently patted mom on her back to wake her. She'd slept on the floor so i could sleep on the bed. Just like her to do that. I looked at the door to see Johnson staring in through the window. They'd put a window into the door to watch us after the first incident, to make sure something like that never happened again. Or at least thats why I think they did that......
"Rest well?" asked Simon "I suppose so, considering...." "Well, we've got some tests for you both to do in the lab" "What for?" "You'll see. Its nothing complicated at all really" "Ok"
Mom was now standing and washing her face in some cold water. The click of the door was heard as it slowly creaked open under the dry hinges, as into view came Simon and the two guards, Williams and Mitchell, both wearing unreadable expressions on their faces.
"Lets go then" I said to Simon, smiling a little. They headed off up the stairs, with me and mom following shortly behind. "What dya think they've got planned mom?" "Well they said mental exercises, so I guess a few tests or something" "But why though? What are they testing us for?" "I have no idea honey, maybe we'll find out when we take them"
Once again we headed through the special triple locked doors down the damp, cold sterile corridor and into a dark room on the right of the corridor, lit only by the lightboard on the other side of the room. Some x-rays of what looked like human bodies could be seen pinned to the walls, and were soon taken down by another scientist in the room with Simon.
"Dr Stratman, these are the patients". The way he said patients sounded vaguely strange. It was like he said it sarchastically or something, which made me frown a little. "Ah yes, the Trevors....how are you two?" "Were fine Sir" "Glad to hear it, come and take a seat here please"
Dr Stratman looked quite old, probably in his 50s or 60s. He had thinning white hair, round glasses and a wrinkly face, with a thick white mustache. He was quite skinny and pale from what i could see, with the light neo blue glare of the board highlighting his thin skin pulled over his ageing skull. He beckoned us to a desk in front of the lightboard, with some blank sheets of paper and a thick felt tip pen. Simon then started to get out some pictures from a sort of dossier and handed them to Dr Stratman. The glaring bright light of the board made me squint my eyes alittle.
"Ok, this exercise is very basic. Im going to put up a picture on this board, and your going to write down what that picture makes you think about, sound simple enough?"
We both nodded our heads and murmed yes. Dr Stratman smiled and nodded his head, then placed the first picture on the board. It was basically one of those ink blot pictures, symmetrical with various blobs of ink dabbed all over the place. The glow of the board filtered through the white of the picture, highlighting the edges of the blobs.
"You may start now"
I looked hard at the picture before me, staring into the seemingly endless black blobs of ink, but all that came into my mind was death. Killing. Dead bodies. Pain. Suffering. Anguish. Blood. Why was I thinking of these horrible thoughts? All inspired by some ink blobs? Mom sitting next to me was calmly writing down her thoughts on her paper, thought i couldnt see what due to the screen between us. I looked down at the blank piece of paper before scrawling down my thoughts onto the paper in large letters.
"Alright, seems as though your both finished. Lets see your answers please?" Mom gave Dr Stratman her piece of paper and he examined it. "Thank you very much Mrs Trevor". He put the paper into his dossier then headed over to me. "And yours Miss?" I looked forlornely at the paper, wondering what he'd think of my answers. I haded him the paper nonetheless and awaited his reaction. But all he did was raise his eyebrows slightly, wrinkling his forehead, then smiled at me. "Thank you Miss Trevor, now for the next test". He then placed the paper in his dossier, which was labelled 'CONFIDENTIAL' and Simon stepped towards the board, with a sort of wire maze puzzle with a small ring shaped loop to pass through the wire.
"Ok, Dr Johnson here has some wireframe puzzles for you both do. Just pass this loop through the wire to the other side without touching the wire. you get three tries to make it without touching the wire. The wire does have a sensor, so a buzzing noise will be sounded if you touch the wire. Good luck."
The loop was very small, and would probably set of the wire easily with one small flinch, but I started to slowly bring the loop through the wire. Strangly my hands remained perfectly still, no trembling or anything, I was just simply moving the loop through the wire maze. Then I heard a loud buzzing noise. I looked across at mom, who had a look of hard concentration on her face. I turned back to my puzzle with the loop, perfectly still, halfway through the maze. I started to speed up my movement, gracefully turning and moving the loop through the silver twists and turns of the maze. I hardly even noticed the second buzz I heard from moms direction followed by the sound of a frustrated grunt. Almost there........then i moved the loop along the last stretch of wire and held it up to alert Simon, who walked over with a pleased look on his face.
"Ah, well done Lisa! That didnt seem to trouble you at all" "Yeah, i was just really confident I guess"
Simon was interuppted by another loud buzz as mom groaned in despair and dropped the loop on the wire and held her head in her hands. Dr Stratman then came over to her and set his hand on her shoulder to comfort her. She hadnt even got a quarter of the way round the maze.
"Its alright Mrs Trevor, it was just a meaningless test, nothing else". Mom still held her head in her hands, but nodded her head slowly in response. "I think we should take a break here. You can both have an hour of freetime now, then come back for your meal then the last test" "Ok, thank you".
I sat up from my chair and took a deep breath and stretched my stiff bones and looked over at mom.That test seemed to have hit a nerve with her. She looked quite frustrated from what I could tell. Well, if you could even call them 'tests'. What were the purpose behind them really? I didnt believe Dr Stratmans excuse about them being meaningless, if they were meaningless then what was the point in us taking them? Maybe Lord Spencer will know, or maybe Simon does.......either way, I wanted to know.
"Those were some strange tests huh mom?" I said as we headed up the cold dirty stairs followed by Mitchell and Williams. "Yeah......." "Its ok mom, the Dr did say they were meaningless. And eitherway I still think your the best mom I could ever have" I looked up at her tired face and smiled at her. It was the truth. After all these, she could remain calm and collected. She gave me a wry smile and hugged me tightly. "Thanks sweetie, that means alot to me. Come on, lets see if we can find more stuff to see in the forest!" "Ok"
Authors note: I rolled this chapter out early just to please some eager readers(i do care about my fans ya know). Again its a rather slow chapter, but im trying to set up a future scene ive got in my mind for this fic, so keep reading and reviewing dammit! :D
I can't take no more.
What are we fighting for?
You are my brothers.
Each one I would die for.
Please just let it go.
All the heads are blown.
Let's take the stage and remember what we play for.
No more fighting!!
I swear I'm gonna leave.
Talking shit to spite me.
I wish we just..
Wake the fuck up!
Wake the fuck up!
Wake the fuck up!
Wake the fuck up!
- Korn - Wake Up
"Rise and shine, time for some mental activities, followed by freetime"
I rubbed at my heavy aching eyes, staring directly into the dim light above my bed. I gently patted mom on her back to wake her. She'd slept on the floor so i could sleep on the bed. Just like her to do that. I looked at the door to see Johnson staring in through the window. They'd put a window into the door to watch us after the first incident, to make sure something like that never happened again. Or at least thats why I think they did that......
"Rest well?" asked Simon "I suppose so, considering...." "Well, we've got some tests for you both to do in the lab" "What for?" "You'll see. Its nothing complicated at all really" "Ok"
Mom was now standing and washing her face in some cold water. The click of the door was heard as it slowly creaked open under the dry hinges, as into view came Simon and the two guards, Williams and Mitchell, both wearing unreadable expressions on their faces.
"Lets go then" I said to Simon, smiling a little. They headed off up the stairs, with me and mom following shortly behind. "What dya think they've got planned mom?" "Well they said mental exercises, so I guess a few tests or something" "But why though? What are they testing us for?" "I have no idea honey, maybe we'll find out when we take them"
Once again we headed through the special triple locked doors down the damp, cold sterile corridor and into a dark room on the right of the corridor, lit only by the lightboard on the other side of the room. Some x-rays of what looked like human bodies could be seen pinned to the walls, and were soon taken down by another scientist in the room with Simon.
"Dr Stratman, these are the patients". The way he said patients sounded vaguely strange. It was like he said it sarchastically or something, which made me frown a little. "Ah yes, the Trevors....how are you two?" "Were fine Sir" "Glad to hear it, come and take a seat here please"
Dr Stratman looked quite old, probably in his 50s or 60s. He had thinning white hair, round glasses and a wrinkly face, with a thick white mustache. He was quite skinny and pale from what i could see, with the light neo blue glare of the board highlighting his thin skin pulled over his ageing skull. He beckoned us to a desk in front of the lightboard, with some blank sheets of paper and a thick felt tip pen. Simon then started to get out some pictures from a sort of dossier and handed them to Dr Stratman. The glaring bright light of the board made me squint my eyes alittle.
"Ok, this exercise is very basic. Im going to put up a picture on this board, and your going to write down what that picture makes you think about, sound simple enough?"
We both nodded our heads and murmed yes. Dr Stratman smiled and nodded his head, then placed the first picture on the board. It was basically one of those ink blot pictures, symmetrical with various blobs of ink dabbed all over the place. The glow of the board filtered through the white of the picture, highlighting the edges of the blobs.
"You may start now"
I looked hard at the picture before me, staring into the seemingly endless black blobs of ink, but all that came into my mind was death. Killing. Dead bodies. Pain. Suffering. Anguish. Blood. Why was I thinking of these horrible thoughts? All inspired by some ink blobs? Mom sitting next to me was calmly writing down her thoughts on her paper, thought i couldnt see what due to the screen between us. I looked down at the blank piece of paper before scrawling down my thoughts onto the paper in large letters.
"Alright, seems as though your both finished. Lets see your answers please?" Mom gave Dr Stratman her piece of paper and he examined it. "Thank you very much Mrs Trevor". He put the paper into his dossier then headed over to me. "And yours Miss?" I looked forlornely at the paper, wondering what he'd think of my answers. I haded him the paper nonetheless and awaited his reaction. But all he did was raise his eyebrows slightly, wrinkling his forehead, then smiled at me. "Thank you Miss Trevor, now for the next test". He then placed the paper in his dossier, which was labelled 'CONFIDENTIAL' and Simon stepped towards the board, with a sort of wire maze puzzle with a small ring shaped loop to pass through the wire.
"Ok, Dr Johnson here has some wireframe puzzles for you both do. Just pass this loop through the wire to the other side without touching the wire. you get three tries to make it without touching the wire. The wire does have a sensor, so a buzzing noise will be sounded if you touch the wire. Good luck."
The loop was very small, and would probably set of the wire easily with one small flinch, but I started to slowly bring the loop through the wire. Strangly my hands remained perfectly still, no trembling or anything, I was just simply moving the loop through the wire maze. Then I heard a loud buzzing noise. I looked across at mom, who had a look of hard concentration on her face. I turned back to my puzzle with the loop, perfectly still, halfway through the maze. I started to speed up my movement, gracefully turning and moving the loop through the silver twists and turns of the maze. I hardly even noticed the second buzz I heard from moms direction followed by the sound of a frustrated grunt. Almost there........then i moved the loop along the last stretch of wire and held it up to alert Simon, who walked over with a pleased look on his face.
"Ah, well done Lisa! That didnt seem to trouble you at all" "Yeah, i was just really confident I guess"
Simon was interuppted by another loud buzz as mom groaned in despair and dropped the loop on the wire and held her head in her hands. Dr Stratman then came over to her and set his hand on her shoulder to comfort her. She hadnt even got a quarter of the way round the maze.
"Its alright Mrs Trevor, it was just a meaningless test, nothing else". Mom still held her head in her hands, but nodded her head slowly in response. "I think we should take a break here. You can both have an hour of freetime now, then come back for your meal then the last test" "Ok, thank you".
I sat up from my chair and took a deep breath and stretched my stiff bones and looked over at mom.That test seemed to have hit a nerve with her. She looked quite frustrated from what I could tell. Well, if you could even call them 'tests'. What were the purpose behind them really? I didnt believe Dr Stratmans excuse about them being meaningless, if they were meaningless then what was the point in us taking them? Maybe Lord Spencer will know, or maybe Simon does.......either way, I wanted to know.
"Those were some strange tests huh mom?" I said as we headed up the cold dirty stairs followed by Mitchell and Williams. "Yeah......." "Its ok mom, the Dr did say they were meaningless. And eitherway I still think your the best mom I could ever have" I looked up at her tired face and smiled at her. It was the truth. After all these, she could remain calm and collected. She gave me a wry smile and hugged me tightly. "Thanks sweetie, that means alot to me. Come on, lets see if we can find more stuff to see in the forest!" "Ok"
Authors note: I rolled this chapter out early just to please some eager readers(i do care about my fans ya know). Again its a rather slow chapter, but im trying to set up a future scene ive got in my mind for this fic, so keep reading and reviewing dammit! :D
