CHAPTER 10: WHAT ARE YOU DOIN'? ARE YOU BUSY WITH YOUR WORLD? WELL I
WISH YOU WERE BUSY WITH MINE.
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Floating through the J. Edgar Hoover building she did not feel as if her brain was connected to her body. She walked to the elevator to go down to the basement, but no one seemed to recognize or acknowledge her.
"Hello?" Everyone went about their business as usual. A man checked his watch and stared at the number clicking by. A woman in blue had a small smile on her face and was staring off into nothing as she re-straightened her hair, and an older man was flipping through some paperwork while discussing it with a younger man that Scully recognized as Agent Perez from homicide. "Morning, Perez." Scully said in a very formal tone, but he did not so much as look up. So she decided to be a little less discreet and tap him on the shoulder. Nothing. She cleared her throat loudly, why was he ignoring her? Then she all of a sudden realized that she had not idea why she was going down to the basement. At first, she thought that she was going about her normal routine, just going to work and that she would see Mulder sitting behind the desk smirking and pelting pencils at the ceiling, but then she realized that she had no earthly clue what was going on right now. What case they were working on, what the hell she was even doing there. Come to think of it, she could not even remember how she got the Hoover building. Yet her body did not budge, and it could not be controlled by her mind. She looked in the mirror in the elevator and noticed that she was almost unrecognizable to herself, in fact, she didn't know who she was looking at. She made a face just to make sure of whom she was looking at. Some other woman's face raised its eyebrow back at her. She began to panic as the elevator dinged that she was at the basement floor.
Her body continued to carry her down the hall and into the office of Fox Mulder, but he was not there. She immediately felt the urge to shuffle through the filing cabinet, but could not for the life of her figure out her motive for doing so. She marched to the cabinet and was rifling through files when there was a knock at the door, and someone she had never seen before walked in looking quite astonished. He had an ever so slight look of recognition on his face as if he knew whom she was, but he simply asked her who she was. Without turning she responded that she was Agent Scully and asked him who he was. He continued to stare at her as she began to leave the office with a file in her hand. She forced herself to see the file she was holding though she realized that her head had not moved, nor her eyes. It was her file, but before she could become even more confused, the man asked for her identification. What happened next, she could not explain, but she heard her own voice telling him that he did not need to see it at all and she walked out of the office.
Back in the elevator, she was entirely beyond panic, however this time, she was alone. She wanted to throw herself against the wall to see if it would hurt, but she could not force herself to do anything but stand there looking prim. The doors opened as she began to walk out of the building when all of a sudden she saw someone that she felt she hadn't seen in years. She saw Fox Mulder running towards the building his head clutched in his hands. She wanted to run to him, to ask him what had happened, why no one understood her, what was wrong. She began yelling, "Mulder!" and attempted to at least walk swiftly towards him. He stared at her as she walked towards him and fell to the ground. Sobbing, she wanted to run to him to see if he was alright, but she kept on walking right past him as she heard him yelling, "Scully! Scully!" She walked past a bus and could no longer see him, or anything else for that matter. She felt as if she was losing consciousness in each second the darkness creeping in. The last thing she saw was the sky above, blue-specked clouds covering through the vast fog.
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Her eyes felt swollen as she attempted to open them. She overheard what sounded like Nurse Harrison talking, but she only heard what sounded like every other word or so.
"...complete...files...information...her...the...test...comprehensive...Perh aps we should...her soon...right to know." The words were becoming slightly clearer, but she tried to remain as quiet as possible hoping that they would not notice her conscious state. "We should have...need to know." All of a sudden, it got quiet and she heard what sounded like people walking towards her. She for just a moment forgot her state and wondered why she could not see, and then remembered sadly that her sight had been lost. She almost sighed, but then stopped herself, however, it would not have mattered anyway.
"Ah, I see our patient...awakened...Scully how...feeling?" Nurse Harrison sounded cheerful.
Scully attempted to speak but her mouth was so dry that all that came out was "Glubmuh." She attempted to clear her throat. "Wbather."
"What was that, dear?" Nurse Harrison sounded to be a slightly older woman.
"Wather." Scully replied as clearly as possible. She was immediately helped to sip a glass of water. Her consciousness began to regain as she sipped more of the water and she could now understand what was being conveyed to her.
"Agent Scully, we have salvaged your files, and have done complete genetic testing on your body and we have found some very interesting findings."
She attempted to sit up, wondering why they were referring to her as her body, as if she were dead. "Cbood uuu" She cleared her throat again. "Could you please explain what is going on and when I will be getting out of here?" She was getting quite impatient. Maybe Mulder wouldn't care that she was in this condition, he would still be her friend...She pondered how long she had been in here. "He's probably married Agent Fowley by now." She muttered to herself.
"Just be calm, Agent Scully. Since we have finished our research, we have decided that it is in fact time to tell you what you've been so desperately seeking to find."
"And what is that?" Scully questioned.
"The truth."
CHAPTER 11: COMING SOON!
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Floating through the J. Edgar Hoover building she did not feel as if her brain was connected to her body. She walked to the elevator to go down to the basement, but no one seemed to recognize or acknowledge her.
"Hello?" Everyone went about their business as usual. A man checked his watch and stared at the number clicking by. A woman in blue had a small smile on her face and was staring off into nothing as she re-straightened her hair, and an older man was flipping through some paperwork while discussing it with a younger man that Scully recognized as Agent Perez from homicide. "Morning, Perez." Scully said in a very formal tone, but he did not so much as look up. So she decided to be a little less discreet and tap him on the shoulder. Nothing. She cleared her throat loudly, why was he ignoring her? Then she all of a sudden realized that she had not idea why she was going down to the basement. At first, she thought that she was going about her normal routine, just going to work and that she would see Mulder sitting behind the desk smirking and pelting pencils at the ceiling, but then she realized that she had no earthly clue what was going on right now. What case they were working on, what the hell she was even doing there. Come to think of it, she could not even remember how she got the Hoover building. Yet her body did not budge, and it could not be controlled by her mind. She looked in the mirror in the elevator and noticed that she was almost unrecognizable to herself, in fact, she didn't know who she was looking at. She made a face just to make sure of whom she was looking at. Some other woman's face raised its eyebrow back at her. She began to panic as the elevator dinged that she was at the basement floor.
Her body continued to carry her down the hall and into the office of Fox Mulder, but he was not there. She immediately felt the urge to shuffle through the filing cabinet, but could not for the life of her figure out her motive for doing so. She marched to the cabinet and was rifling through files when there was a knock at the door, and someone she had never seen before walked in looking quite astonished. He had an ever so slight look of recognition on his face as if he knew whom she was, but he simply asked her who she was. Without turning she responded that she was Agent Scully and asked him who he was. He continued to stare at her as she began to leave the office with a file in her hand. She forced herself to see the file she was holding though she realized that her head had not moved, nor her eyes. It was her file, but before she could become even more confused, the man asked for her identification. What happened next, she could not explain, but she heard her own voice telling him that he did not need to see it at all and she walked out of the office.
Back in the elevator, she was entirely beyond panic, however this time, she was alone. She wanted to throw herself against the wall to see if it would hurt, but she could not force herself to do anything but stand there looking prim. The doors opened as she began to walk out of the building when all of a sudden she saw someone that she felt she hadn't seen in years. She saw Fox Mulder running towards the building his head clutched in his hands. She wanted to run to him, to ask him what had happened, why no one understood her, what was wrong. She began yelling, "Mulder!" and attempted to at least walk swiftly towards him. He stared at her as she walked towards him and fell to the ground. Sobbing, she wanted to run to him to see if he was alright, but she kept on walking right past him as she heard him yelling, "Scully! Scully!" She walked past a bus and could no longer see him, or anything else for that matter. She felt as if she was losing consciousness in each second the darkness creeping in. The last thing she saw was the sky above, blue-specked clouds covering through the vast fog.
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Her eyes felt swollen as she attempted to open them. She overheard what sounded like Nurse Harrison talking, but she only heard what sounded like every other word or so.
"...complete...files...information...her...the...test...comprehensive...Perh aps we should...her soon...right to know." The words were becoming slightly clearer, but she tried to remain as quiet as possible hoping that they would not notice her conscious state. "We should have...need to know." All of a sudden, it got quiet and she heard what sounded like people walking towards her. She for just a moment forgot her state and wondered why she could not see, and then remembered sadly that her sight had been lost. She almost sighed, but then stopped herself, however, it would not have mattered anyway.
"Ah, I see our patient...awakened...Scully how...feeling?" Nurse Harrison sounded cheerful.
Scully attempted to speak but her mouth was so dry that all that came out was "Glubmuh." She attempted to clear her throat. "Wbather."
"What was that, dear?" Nurse Harrison sounded to be a slightly older woman.
"Wather." Scully replied as clearly as possible. She was immediately helped to sip a glass of water. Her consciousness began to regain as she sipped more of the water and she could now understand what was being conveyed to her.
"Agent Scully, we have salvaged your files, and have done complete genetic testing on your body and we have found some very interesting findings."
She attempted to sit up, wondering why they were referring to her as her body, as if she were dead. "Cbood uuu" She cleared her throat again. "Could you please explain what is going on and when I will be getting out of here?" She was getting quite impatient. Maybe Mulder wouldn't care that she was in this condition, he would still be her friend...She pondered how long she had been in here. "He's probably married Agent Fowley by now." She muttered to herself.
"Just be calm, Agent Scully. Since we have finished our research, we have decided that it is in fact time to tell you what you've been so desperately seeking to find."
"And what is that?" Scully questioned.
"The truth."
CHAPTER 11: COMING SOON!
