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Insanity

The Trials

By Blaktiger9

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"Mulder..." Was all I could say before I was completely paralyzed. 'I feel so helpless.. I can't move! All I can do is look up at the ceiling while Strausberg is carrying me to the lab. What are they going to do to me? Will I end up like the others?'

"Cedar, do you want me to do it?" He asks.

"Nah, I haven't been able to do one in a long time." She responds. "Oh and go ahead and put her on anesthesia. I'm in a good mood so I'll be nice to her this time."

"Right." Strausberg places me on the cold table and places the mask over my mouth.

'No! Don't fall asleep, Dana, keep yourself awake!'

"So what're you going to do to her?" He asks.

"Maybe I'll try the new chemical that I've developed or I could just do the surgery for fun."

'What?!'

Cedar taps a pencil impatiently on the metal counter. "She asleep yet?"

"Calm down, she'll eventually."

'I'm getting too sleepy...'

"Okay, I think she's asleep now."

"Good, I've been waiting for this moment. I'll be able to start." She takes the scalpel from the tray.

*~*~*

Strausberg drops Scully on the prison floor and lights a cigarette.

"You're next, Mulder." He said before he left.

'Ugh.. thanks for dropping me.' I half open my eyes. 'I don't feel good. I feel like.. jell-o..'

Someone rushes to my side. "Scully?" Mulder lifts my head.

"Wha..?"

"Scully, wake up."

I slowly open my eyes. "Mulder?" I try to get up but a sharp pain arises from my body. I clench my teeth to fight the pain.

He pushes a few strands of hair away from my face. "Relax, don't try to get up." Mulder gently places me up against the wall and sits next to me.

I turn my head to look at him. "...What are we going to do? I don't want to go through that again."

"I don't know Scully, we're trapped down here, with no means of communication. And I can't even hurt the man."

"What do you mean?"

"When you were being operated on, Strausberg came in here. He said that he was going to inject me with something and that it was for my own good. I tried to prevent him, but.. But my fist just went through him."

"It went through him? Like a ghost? Mulder, I don't think that's possible."

"Anything's possible, especially because we're dealing with a case in the X-Files. I remember a file, where a woman in Seattle was experiencing spirits in her home. She said that she was being possessed to do things that she would never do. They put her in an asylum for three years, hoping that she would come to her senses. But before the end of her three year period, she died there, always fearing the ghosts that haunted her day and night.

"That sounds like an old wives tale."

"Well, I believed it."

All the lights suddenly turns off. Leaving everything pitch black.

"Why did the lights turn off?" I ask as I search for Mulder's hand to make sure he was there.

"Maybe it's bedtime."

A small light flashed on in front of their cell door. The agents shielded their eyes.

"Get up, I've got to get you out of here, before she comes back." The man took out the keys and unlocked the gate."

"Strausberg is that you?" Mulder stood up and walked toward him.

"Shh, I don't want her to hear us. Now come on, let's go." He pushes the door open.

I stand up and follow the two down the hall, as quietly as I could. The doctor stops us and checks around the corner. He searches for any movement and runs down the hall. He stops at a door and unlocks it. Mulder stops him from opening the metal door.

"Wait, how can we trust you?"

"There's no time. I'll explain later." He carefully opens the door. He peeks out and lets us out back to the sewers. "Just turn right there and you'll see a ladder. That will put you back where you came-" Strausberg coughed hoarsely.

"Are you okay?" I gave him my handkerchief.

He pushed it away. "Run! Go now! You cannot stay any longer. I think she's already found out that you're gone!" He coughed again. "Oh and Agent Mulder, here. This, I hope, will explain some things." He handed him a folder and a thin I.D. wallet. "Now go! I can't-" He collapses on the floor.

"Let's go, Mulder!" I was already a few steps ahead of him.

He takes one more look at Strausberg and catches up.

*~*~*~*

"Strausberg! Where are the specimens?" She shouts, searching every inch of the cell.

Jason came into the room limping and one hand on his stomach.

"Where are they?" She turns over a table and spills the contents on the floor. "Well?!"

"I let them go." He backs up into the wall still clutching at his abdomen.

"You what?! You ignorant fool!" She cursed and hit him in the stomach hard.

"Ahh!" He fell to the floor gasping for air.

Laura took him up by the collar and looked deep into his eyes.

He tries to avoid them, but they just kept on bringing him in.

They suddenly turn a deep red, blood red.

"No! Not again!" Jason struggled out of her grasp, but to no success, had he already fallen under her control.
"You will turn back into the man I created. You shall never return back into the man before and you will be my slave forever. Never will you disobey my orders nor speak against them!" She laughed.

"AHH!!" His screams echoed throughout the sewers and that was the last of what Dr. Jason Strausberg ever said...