Chapter 19
Ben POV
The door to my cell was opened and I was roughly thrown in by one of the soldiers that seem to be the very center of my love life at this point.
I just laid there in the position I landed in, not having the energy to bother to put myself into a more comfortable position. What's the point, with all of the stitches I have, I won't be able to find it anyway. I looked down to my bare legs, to the scar of my first experiment. It's hard to find it now, it's like finding a needle in a haystack. but I always somehow manage to find it.
I would love to say that it was the worst day of my life, but it wasn't, that dark day was only the beginning. On that day, every time I would pass out from the pain and blood loss, Brown would wait for me to wake up again so he couldn't miss my reactions. Ever since that day, I wasn't allowed to wear pants. According to Brown, it was too much of a hassle to take off my pants whenever it was my turn to get experimented on.
At this point, it was easy to figure out what we have dedicated lab rats too. I get experimented on my legs, Rex on his stomach, and Danny on his chest and back or at least I think so. So far, I've been lucky that this fucking organization hasn't been able to find out what can hurt my species enough to kill them. Unfortunately, that also means they try to figure out what can kill me.
With a sigh, I turned my head to the blood smears on the walls. There are a total of 1095 blood smears on the wall. That adds up to a grand total of 3 years, of every single day, taking the blood from my incisions and wiping it on the wall as they only way to mark the days I've been in here. I crawled to the wall and smear more of my blood onto the wall, now making it 1096 tallies on the wall. I looked up to see the metal slate, the metal slate that has kept me from seeing Rex and Danny from the past three years. The only signal I get from them is their screams of pain when the guards get sick of them. I sat up and looked at my body.
My limbs are now thin and scrawny. My hair is longer than shoulder length and part of it is white, or it just has powder on it, I don't know anymore. At this point, it's so dirty, it's practically wet with all of the oil it has. Otherwise, it's just a brown tangled mess. My shirt is stained almost completely red and is stiff from the dried blood on it. I haven't had the chance to change clothes for almost a year now. At least, they give us new clothes every year.
I laid down on the floor, the cold radiating from it cooling my burning cuts. I started to think about our families, about Gwen,grandpa, Kevin. About Danny's family and Rex's family. If they know where we are.
It's not like they're going to be able to find us. That opportunity was extinguished after Sergeant Alex was killed. From that note, he seemed to be a decent guy. It's my fault he's dead. I should have gotten rid of that note instead of putting it into my pant pocket, where Brown would later look through them and then give the note to White.
Then there's , she can't help us either. She decided to kill herself after doing that procedure on Rex and actually did it once Alex was killed. That's all I know. But its enough.
As for Six, he's probably dead.
Everyone that has come into contact with me while I'm here has died, Rex and Danny are the only ones left.
I wonder if we are ever going to leave. If we will ever feel nature on our skin again. At this point, I would be happy if nature decided to kill me with lightning, at least it would be quick.
Or I can make my death painless.
I sat up and looked at my wrist. At the pale and tender flesh. At the veins that were wouldn't be too hard to cut them. I could use the water bottle they give me every day. I could bend it to get a somewhat sharp edge. It doesn't even have to be sharp, I just need to use enough force.
The water and bread haven't come yet. I could do it today. I can finally die after all of these experiments. I'll be able to see grandma and grandpa. I'll be free. Free. That's an odd word. I haven't thought about it since I was 17.
I can't wait to get my food.
