The Experiment

By Dark Ice Dragon

Questions, Questions, Questions and a Tour

I opened my eyes but everything was blurred.Blinking a few times to get rid of that, I closed my eyes after doing soas I was still feeling kind of low. I tried to sit up but before I sat up completely, I found myself connected to (or I guess the other way around) drips and all this other stuff that I had no idea what they were.

"Ah, so you've woken up now?"

"Wha?" I groaned, something just didn't feel right about this. "Mum, how long have I been asleep for? 'Coz I jus' had this weird dream," I mumbled.I heard her laugh. I frowned when I heard it. My mum didn't sound like that when she laughed. I slowly opened my eyes to see a woman but she definitely wasn't my mum. She had straight, blonde hair that was cut to her shoulders, her eyes were a sparkling blue. Which was the opposite from my mum who had curly, brown hair that was down to the middle of her back and her eyes were chocolate brown.

"Who are you?" I asked while looking around. As I did, I noticed that everything was white; that lady was wearing what seemed to be a lab jacket or something like that. "AmI in hospital? What happened?"

She sighed. Not the exasperated sigh, it was the sigh that said 'Aww, how cute!' "I'm Jade."

I waited for her to say her last name. She didn't. "Is that it? Don't you have a last name?"

Her eyes shone with amusement. "Yes, but I'm won't tell you," she said, a smile curling her lips upward.

"Why not?"

She shrugged. "I was just told not to tell you."

"Well are you allowed to tell me why I've got drips connected to me?" I then noticed that the liquid inside the packets was purple, not clear. How could I have missed it? It was clear, you could see right through it and when the light went through it looked like it was crystal the way that it sparkled. But wasn't all the dripps in theT.V showscompletely clear?"And what's with the color of the drip anyways?"

"Sorry," she said with a shake of her head. "And I'm sorry again."

"Huh? What for?" I then noticed that she was right beside my head and in her hand was a syringe and the contents of it were green. Before I could do a thing, I felt her grab my arm and jab it into my upper left arm. It felt like a pin had been jabbed into my arm but as I thought of yelping my head rolled and I was sleep once more.

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"Hello? …you…yet? I'm…you…hear…me…you? …think…dosage…too…for…"

I felt my world spiral as my eyes tried to make sense of what was happening. The world was actually moving. I was kinda amused by that, in a light-headed kinda way -until I wanted it to stop. I then saw a bright light appear in my right eye so I focused on that. Then everything snapped into place. I saw the mini-torch that was being shone in my face and the hand that was holding it. I looked up the arm to see the face of the holder of the torch.

He was pretty old, the guy that was holding it. I'd say about sixty years old at the very least. He had the domes head so he had the hairstyle of Homer Simpson but had more hair by the sides. His hair was a shocking white but it seemed to go with his face, which was nearly as pale as his hair. There didn't seem to be any wrinkles but if you looked closely you could tell that there was but it was concealed. He was quite thin but the torch didn't shake while he held it.

"Ngeh?"

"What?"

"What did ya say?"

"You're Scottish?" he asked me. His eyebrows had shot up when I started talking.

"Yeah, why do ya sound so surprised like?"

He looked at me with a critical eye. "I'm just surprised that out of all the people here, I got someone who was a tourist."

"I'm not a tourist. I just moved here about a week ago," I argued.

"So what were you doing there in that street when you were picked up?" he asked while he moved the light to me other eye.

"I just ended up th…how did ya know about that?" I demanded. "You mean that actually happened?"

"Yes," he said dismissively.

"Does that mean you're…" I left it hang in the air. There was no way...I was in a hospial! They were looking after me, they couldn't be.

"My, you're a sharp one aren't you?"A small smile played on his lips. He finished staring at my eyes and started to use the other stuff that was at hand to check me over.

I froze. I looked around for doors and checked how far away they were from the bed. There was a problem with that though. There were four other people in the room and they were in the way of the door. Two guys and two girls.

"Are you gonna answer ma questions or are ya just gonna say that you can't either?"

"Well, it depends on what your questions are."

I then heard the faint scratching of pencils on paper and I noticed that the other people in the room had clipboards. "What are they doin?"

He looked behind himself and turned back to me and said, "That's one of the questions that I can't answer."

"So what amI allowed t'ask then?"

"Why don't you just keep on asking until you get one that I can answer?" he looked at me challengly before looking away.

I then asked the most obvious question. "Why the heck did ya do this anyway?"

"I'm afraid I won't tell you," the man said briskly.

"Gah! What else canI ask? That's allI wanna know!" The scribbling became a little bit more fevered as I said this. "Are you writtin down everythinI say?" I said as I turned to them. They didn't seem to notice though. For some reason I felt like I had to look at that drip again. But when I looked for it I noticed that it was gone. I felt that the guy wasstaringat me. "Fine. I got another question for ya. What are you called?"

"Names are such material things. Just call me Doctor."

"Doctor? What kinda name is Doctor? Jeez! So far I've met someone who doesn't seem t'know her last name an' now you don't even have one!" I was getting just a tiny bit frustrated.

"Any other questions?" he acted like I hadn't had that little outburst.

"Yeah, what was in that drip?"

"Drip?" This was the first time I had seen some sort of emotion on his face.

"Yeah, it was weird. The stuff inside-ah ...it was purple."

He then looked at me in a weird way. "Purple did you say?" he repeated.

"Yeah. What was it?"

"I see." I really wanted to glare at him. Why wouldn't he answer anything?

"Can you say more than one sentence at a time?And are ya gonna tell me what was that stuff?"

"Do you think you'd be able to understand even if I told you?" he asked, eyebrow raised.

I stayed silent at that.

"Now that you seem to have calmed down will I show you around?" I nodded. I was about to sit up when he said, "Stay lying down. We have to take these off you." That's when I remembered all the other things that was connected to me.Doctor took a step back while the other people came forward and under minute everything was off of me. After that they too took a step back while I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. I took a tentatively put weight on my foot, which felt okay so I then stood up. And then sat promptly back on the bed. It had felt like pins and needles but it was shooting from the tips of my toes up to a rather embarrassing place.

"Ah, I forgot about that."

"Forgot about what?"

"Well, you have been asleep for twenty-four hours and you haven't moved a muscle in that period of time."

"Twen-twenty-four hours?" I repeated in disbelif."That's how long I've been asleep for?"

"Indeed."

I felt the pain reside and after poking it to make sure, I stood up. "So where we goin first then Doc?"

He looked thoughtful for a second before he said, "We'll just show you everything as we go along it. Now, shall we?" he motioned with his hands while he was ushering me out of the room.

We came out of the room where we were met with more white, plain walls. He turned to the right and came to the end of the corridor. "This floor is where the scientists works," he said while we walked, "and this is the library." I was met by two swing doors that had windows above and below the handle which every door seemed to have. "This has books obviously and a few computers if need be." We walked through a different set of double swing doors on the opposite wall from the libraries doors. We walked down the spiral stairs and through another set of swing doors to be greeted with the site of chairs and tables all set out. On one side of this hall was line after line of chairs while on the other side of the hall was tables and chairs.

"This is the Dining Hall slashAssembly Hall. If we keep on walking you can see the cafeteria." I turned my head to look but all I saw was red corrugated steel that covered half of a wall and a smaller bit of the same stuff made into a small window beside the bigger one. We then went through another set of double swing doors and this time I saw guess what? A set of swing doors and some stairs going up. We walked through the swing doors, what I saw was a corridor with doors everywhere.

"This is where people sleep. The rest of the rooms are upstairs." As we walked past I looked through the windows and I saw some bunk beds on the walls and beds in the middle of the room as well. We came to the end of the corridor and I then saw two swing doors, they were both on my right. The Doctor took the further away one. As I followed we went up another set of stairs, we didn't get off at the first door. I was about to ask why but then I remembered that he said there were only bedrooms on this floor. As we came up to another door we passed that as well.

"That was the floor that we came from, just from the other side of the corridor," he said as I opened my mouth to ask him why we passed it. I was about to ask him how he knew that I was going to ask him that when he said, "Some people are just predictable, that's all." We then came to a new set of swing doors. Sheesh. How many swing doors do they have in this place like?

"This floor is used for testing Beyblades among other things." My ears pricked up at the word of Beyblades.

"You guys do Beyblades?"

"You heard me correctly."

"Cool. So I'll have somthin to do while I'm stuck here then."

"Stuck?" he looked a little startled at my wording.

"Well, yeah, you guys have kidnapped me an I doubt you'll let me out are ya?"

"Yes. But while you're here we'll be teaching you about the scientific way of Beyblading."

"Scientific…? You've gotta be kidin me. Beybladin's just a game." I then remembered something.

My parents.

In all the excitement I had completely forgotten about them. "What's happened with ma parents?"

"What do you mean?"

"Have they been told or wha'?"

"Actually, we planted a note saying that you had run away."

I didn't know if that was a good thing or not. They would still be looking for me but they would be blaming themselves that I had run away. "Aw man. They're gonna be blamin' themselves that I run away. Wait a minute. How did ya get ma home address?"

"We traced your name from that library card of yours to your house. And from that same library card we were able to forge your handwriting for that note. And don't worry, the way it was worded they'll be worried but they won't be blaming themselves." This didn't come fromDoctor this time. It came from one of the people who was forever taking notes. One of the ladies.

"I don't think I wanna know what you put in it then," I muttered.

"Now that you've had the tour, the bell's about to go for lunch. Will you be joining us?"

I thought for a moment and then said, "Sure, why not. Just as long as the stuff isn't poisonous."

Doctor laughed at that. "If that happened, I wouldn't have any staff left!"

And that's my second Chapter done now. So, now that I've done that tell me what you think by reviewing. So please review!