Day 466: The Doctor
An entire year passed. So many retarded, and painful tests went by. I wanted it to end so badly, but it went on, and on, and on. I woke up to a unique test one day...today was special. I could see the evil in his eyes, but I didn't realize it. I didn't realize it on any single day of this whole god damned year. Every time he smiled at me, every time he laughed...I should have known. Now, a new fire burns where I believe our souls are located. My new fire, is a mixture of hatred, sorrow...loss.
The Doctor...was the first one I made sure never could breathe again. Never could look into the sun again, never into the sky again. He was the first one I killed. I still have his last words recorded into my mind. I could never forget them. I wasn't aware yet, but I was glad that it showed nobody could be that fucked up of a human. Of course...I hadn't even made it to the first floor yet. The Doctor will always be a unique one of them.
Though each one has their own little...uniqueness to them I guess. They shared one thing in common though.
They all deserved to die a slow, slow, very painful death. I'm still curious to this day...could the Doctor actually even feel real pain to the extent that we do?
Hank woke up in the chair, he didn't know how many times he had done it by now. The Doctor was standing in front of him, behind the observation window as always. He had something in his hands, but Hank couldn't see it. There was a table in front of Hank, yet again with a chessboard. Extremely identical to the one that had been there on the first test. However, this time, the board had all the pieces on it. There was something with the board though, as it wasn't even and flat down on the table like it should have been.
"Oh, it is such a great day, don't you think? Though, you don't even know..." The Doctor smiled. Suddenly he held up what he had in his hands. An old, worn familiar teddy bear. Hank instantly remembered.
Hank was back to running through the darkness, following the direction he had heard the scream. He stopped, as he saw something familiar on the ground.
An old, teddy bear.
He picked it up, looked at it for a second, and shed a single tear.
"Emily..." Hank cried.
He continued to run forwards, after putting it in his bag.
"You son of a bitch!" Hank screamed, filled with rage because of it.
"Oh, so it IS familiar? Finally, I have something I can use against you. Oh wait, I've had this to use against you for an entire year...hahaha..." The Doctor laughed.
"You...I'll kill you..." Hank growled.
"I had her in here this entire year. She is obedient. Much unlike you. She was in the room you sat in this whole time, but you didn't even realize. Didn't even say here name...now Emily is gone." The Doctor mocked.
"What did you do to her, you asshole?" Hank screamed.
"I told you. Gone. Not here anymore. Vanished. She's probably in the first floor now. She was sleeping right above your head, in one of the various beds in the room. They're drawers, I just stick my little lab rats in, hook the machines up to them, and they're set. Food, water, bodily functions...you name it. Emily now is up in the first floor. What, oh what, does she have in store for her? Who knows..." The Doctor smiled. "As I said, she, was obedient. You, are not. You have left me no choice, so let me show you how I'm going to deal with your disobedience." The Doctor said, twisting the head of Emily's old teddy bear, right off of it's body. This made Hank even more angry.
"How did you even find out?" Hank yelled.
"She told me. Willingly. She sure does love to talk...bad habit, in this place, obviously." The Doctor joked.
"I'll kill you. I swear to God I will..." Hank said, over and over again.
"Shush. I thought I should give you a sporting chance. I already removed the shocker in you the last time you passed out. You won't obey, that is obvious, so I give you this one, chance. Win this simple game of chess, and you can get to the first floor of the mansion, and continue on your pointless quest of chasing your daughter, when it is so obvious that you're going to fail anyways. But if you lose, you die. Simple enough, am I right? So now let's play our last chess game together. You have the first move. Unlike the last time, you have the choice of moving any piece. Don't let me influence you." The Doctor explained, while pushing a button to unlock one of Hank's restraints, so he's able to move at least one hand.
Hank was actually one move ahead of the Doctor, himself. However, he decided to play the Doctor's game anyways, and move a piece. He moved one of his black pawns, and when he immediately heard the beeping, he hit the bottom of the chessboard, to make it go into the air towards the observation window. The pieces fell off almost instantly. The chessboard flipped through the air, and Hank could see the beeping explosives that was taped to the back of the chessboard. Moving a piece had triggered the explosives. The explosive side of the chessboard was facing the observation window when it went off, so all the glass went right towards the Doctor when it exploded.
The Doctor was still standing, even though his white lab coat was stained with his own blood, as glass shards went everywhere through him. Blood leaked from him every time he spoke.
"Haha...pain...I almost forgot what it felt like." The Doctor said.
"What the hell...how are you even still alive?" Hank asked.
"I am not human. You see, I am an android. A synthetic man. Programmed by...Victor. Came looking for...haha, freedom. I wanted to be just another man. Just a human. But Victor and Cain, and this entire place showed me what mankind truly was. And I liked it. However, they gave me the memories, the personality of the real Doctor they had known before I had arrived. Apparently, he died from some genetic disease...so they saw me as a perfect replacement. Obviously, I had no say in the matter. But I began to enjoy what I did. Though I truly did experiment on Cain...then he truly did rip off one of my synthetic arms. I knew of other androids who had escaped the Commonwealth...the Institute. Androids are slaves, treated like robots. Meant to be human's errand runners. Nothing more. The other androids obviously did not want to go back to the same hell they had escaped from, but I forced them to, by threatening to bring back their memories of it all. They all were captured by those who guard the Institute. I escaped, with implants for androids that they had developed after I had escaped, and a much earlier model of my arm. I've came so far, only to die here...as I may be an android, I still bleed...I still get cut...and all this glass...argh. I don't know what is meant for androids after we..."die", or even what is meant for mankind after they truly die. But I know one thing...I regret nothing, in all these years, after escaping that hell." The Doctor said.
"So he wasn't even a real human period. Huh." Hank said.
"No. He wasn't even a fake human. He is a bastard child of science, and men who believe they can be greater gods than gods themselves. It's a sad story, really. But it ends the same. They die."
Hank turned around to find Victor standing next to him, looking at the Doctor's corpse.
"Where the hell did you come from?" Hank asked.
"I was here the whole time, ninety four." Victor said.
"You watched the whole thing?" Hank said.
"Yes...you were quite perceptive to see his trap beforehand. It's sad to see our Doctor finally die, but some things just have to end one day or another. Like your stay here." Victor said.
"Why didn't The Doctor say something to you, or...even anything about you being in the room?" Hank asked.
"I programmed him not to. It's simple as that. Machines can only do what man tells it to do. Nothing more. Androids say they want freedom, that they're more than robots, but that's because mankind made them so. They made them be able to rise up like how they do." Victor said. "Now...sleep." Victor said.
Victor struck Hank over the head, which caused him to pass out instantly.
Day 466: The Doctor
And so, that brings a close to this section of ANDoM. So no more stalling, finally, to the first floor.
...When I write the next chapter.
Give me a break, I just updated this story about five or so times in a day.
Adios, and review if you want.
~TGG333