I wrote a thing. things are going to start picking up in this story now, so cool. i'm feeling a lot better so i can write more now! i should be able to update a lot faster! :D Enjoy ~Sanity
I take one last deep breath before opening the door. I nervously walk into the large room and study the people inside. Most of them are wearing lab coats and are scribbling things on random surfaces around to room with markers. They didn't notice me entering.
There is a person in the center of the room in some kind of glass cage. He has blond hair and green eyes, that don't seem to look at anything. Like he doesn't see anything.
He's wearing a black and red jumpsuit, that has wires attached to it in many places. The wires connect to a huge wall of monitors to the right of the cage. The monitors show all oh the boys stats. From strength to brain waves to vital signs. I assume the suit is broadcasting the information through the wires.
I haven't the slightest idea how this works but I very much wish to learn. I walk up to the glass cage and study the suit, all else forgotten. It's made of a thin material I don't recognize, and seems very light. It must have circuits running through it because the red bits lights up every so once in a while.
I find myself fixated on it and I almost don't hear the snickering behind me. I turn to the sound and come face to face with one of the scientists i'd noticed earlier. In my curiosity over the strange suit, i had forgotten they were there. I give him an apologetic look, and he chuckles again.
"You needn't be sorry, it's a sign of a true scientist. To be curious of everything, and to be so focused on this curiosity that the world becomes blurry." I blink at this, and feel a ping of anger at the statement. Was there world blurry when they were torchering us? I quickly calm myself and smile at the scientist.
"Um, hello. I'm Duncan. I'm new and will be working here for a while." I say in the most confident voice I can muster. The scientist seems to except this response. He turns to the rest of the room's occupants.
"Hey guys! We got a new kid! Lets try and show him the ropes, but be patent! He looks a bit slow." The room laughs and the scientist glances back at me smugly, before returning to his work.
I stand there for a bit, seething. I clench my fists and glare at the scientists back. Me? Slow? My IQ is twice that of every person in this room's put together and I'm slow?
I feel my hands heat up but I ignore it. How dare they laugh at me! They have no right! I haven't done anything! What purpose is there to make fun of me? Do they mock me simply because they can? Do they mock me simply because I live?
I'm overreacting, I know, but I cant stand people like this. People how have no respect for the living things around them. Its people like this that ruin lives. It's people like this that don't deserve life.
Then let me kill them~
My eyes widen and I start to shack. No one notices the sudden change. I doubt they'd care if they did, but i'm grateful for the lack of unwanted attention, none the less. You... I thought I got rid of you.
Ha ha! You can't get rid of me, my boy! I'm you! You need me~
No! You are not me! I am nothing like you! I don't need you! I don't want you! Someone is bound to notice how badly i'm shacking. But than again their world may be 'blurry'.
I'm not going anywhere, my little play thing~
No. I'll find a way. I always do. I will stop you, and if I can't, than all find a way to keep you trapped as you are now.
Oh, you naive little boy~ I am not trapped~! Just waiting.
Waiting for what...?
You shall see soon enough, my little puppet~
I can almost feel him smile, and it sends chills down my spine.
Soon enough~
