Chapter 5
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Alicia opened her eyes in time to see the swirling object once again nearing her face. She screamed for somebody to help her, although by now she knew that nobody was around to hear her screams. Nobody human at least. She shut hey eyes hoping that this was all just a bad dream, and she would wake up in the morning, tell her sister about it, and get laughed at. But the pain brought reality with it. And as the spinning object connected with the roof of her mouth she screamed with pain.
This wasn't the first time something like this had happened to her, in the past few days countless things had been done to her, all extremely excruciating, all vastly unreal. What had been happening to her is the type of thing you'd expect from a b-rated sci-fi movie. As the pain continued she tried to make her mind wonder to happier times, vacationing at the beach, sledding in the snow, but while these memories all came to her, they did not bring relief from the pain. They only made things worse, not physically painful, but emotionally. She imagined that the physical aspects of the torture couldn't get worse.
After what seemed like days, but was only in reality a few minutes, they were gone, the pain was gone, and she was once again alone. The tears streamed down her face and she wished she could wipe them off, but that wouldn't be happening anytime soon, her arms were strapped down, as were her feet. And the device that had hold of her cheeks kept her mouth open at all times.
Then the woman came again. She did not fear this woman, but wondered why they would send her to comfort her. The scars on the woman's cheeks told that she too had been a subject, weather she still was remained a mystery. The woman talked to her, about her childhood, her experiences, and for a few minutes it felt as if nothing was wrong. But that never lasted, the woman would leave, and she would once again be all alone in the stark white room.
Until they would come again.
And they always did, she wasn't sure how many times a day they would come, or when it would even be a new day. She didn't even know how long she'd been there. All she knew was that when they came pain followed. Much to much pain for a 14 year old girl to bear.
Alicia had seen others as well, on other tables, strapped down in the same manner as she was. Some of them were male, most were female. Some were younger than her, some her same age, some greatly older. They too felt the same pain she did, the same experiments were being preformed on them.
She didn't get much sleep, but when she did sleep it was a godsend. For the small amounts of time when she was slumbering she was with her family, they were palpable, she could feel their skin when she hugged them, she could hear their rich voices when they laughed, all was right with the world. But, the dreams never lasted, and she'd be ripped out of the warmth of family and back to the cold table of…wherever she was. And she would cry. Not because of the torture, but because she wanted nothing more than to be at home again, arguing with her sisters over who's turn it was to clean the kitchen.
It was ironic, she would get frustrated with her sisters over the littlest things, when Brittany would intrude on her conversations, when Brandy couldn't pick them up from school, but now she'd give anything to be having one of those arguments.
They came back while she was thinking, and the pain once again began.
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Brittany flew up in her bed, grief stricken and in tears. The dream she had had seemed so real, so horrible. Her sister had been on a table, in a completely white room, screaming in pain as this thing drilled into her mouth. And although she wanted to believe it had been just a dream, what had happened that day had lead her to believe that it wasn't. She threw the covers off of her and got out of the bed. She walked into the living room and grabbed the phone. After stepping outside she took the card that agent Mulder had given her and dialed the cell number on it.
The phone rang twice before he picked it up, "Mulder." He said in a groggy voice.
"Agent Mulder, I didn't wake you did I?"
"Brittany? No, it's fine. What is it?"
"This is going to seem silly, but, I had this dream. About Alicia. Only it didn't seem like it was a dream, it was like it was actually happening. It was so horrible. Im sorry for waking you but I just couldn't tell my parents about it, they'd never believe me."
"It's ok Brittany, just tell me, what happened?"
She recited her dream to him, every gruesome detail, every horrible experiment.
Agent Mulder paused after she finished, "do you want me to come over there?"
She shook her head, although she knew that he couldn't see her. "No, it's ok. I'll just see you tomorrow."
"Actually, it's after 3 in the morning."
"Oh. Well I guess I'll just see you later then." She sighed, "goodbye agent Mulder."
"Would you stop with the agent stuff? Just call me Mulder."
"Ok. Bye." She hung up, but instead of going back inside she stepped off her front porch and stared up at the dark vast sky. As she watched the stars she couldn't help thinking that her sister was somewhere up there, being tortured, and although agent Mulder had told her that it wasn't her fault her sister was taken she couldn't help thinking that it was. Her heart broke remembering what she had recalled when she underwent hypnosis, and she sank to the ground crying.
"Why not me?" She said in a small meek voice, "WHY NOT ME!?" She screamed looking up at the twinkling stars.
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Mulder hung up the phone but didn't go back to sleep. He sympathized with Brittany, her understood what she was going through, he had had dreams of Sam being taken before, but nothing like she had described. He new that he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, he was surprised that he had slept so long in the first place. So, he threw on some socks and put on his running shoes. It wasn't long before the only thing he was focused on was the sound of his shoes hitting the asphalt.
The roads were barren, save for the occasional car that passed…and those were few and far between. As he ran he passed by a small park. He figured he needed to take a breather and sat down on one of the benches, he looked up at the morning sky. It was still pitch black, the only lights being the full moon and bright stars.
It wasn't long before he heard heavy footfall. He turned to his right where the sound was coming from and saw Scully running towards him. She stood next to the bench, "is this seat taken?" She said studying his demeanor.
"No." He said turning back to the stars, "what are you doing here Scully?"
"What? You can go running but I cant? That's a bit patronizing if you ask me. Men have a right to run at an ungodly hour but when women do it it makes them look suspicious."
"That's not what I meant Scully, and you know it."
"Yeah, I suppose that I do. Truthfully Mulder? I heard your phone ring, then I heard you moving in the hotel room, and I put two and two together. I knew you'd be going for a run, so I changed and decided to follow you. I'll say you run pretty fast, I was about to give up and go back to the hotel." She pauses, looking up at the sky, "it was Brittany who called wasn't it?"
"Yeah. She had a dream."
"About her sisters abduction?"
"No, about her sister being experimented on."
"It could just be a result of all that's happened. Im sure she's seen movies where humans are test subjects for extra terrestrials, she probably connected the dots, and figured that that was happening to her sister."
"But it is what's happening to her sister, and you know that Scully."
"Yes, I do Mulder. But if you're suggesting that she's seeing what's happening to her sister, im not sure if I can believe that."
"Why not Scully?"
"Because Mulder, im not even sure myself if aliens exist."
Mulder sighed, rolling his eyes, "you know, you never cease to amaze me Scully. And sometimes, like now, it's not in a good way. How can you not believe in aliens? With everything you've seen? For Gods sake Scully, you were abducted."
She looked away from him, "I know Mulder. But its not that easy, im a scientist, I have to look at what's scientifically possible."
"And little gray men from mars aren't right? So everything you've seen over the years have been hallucinations."
"No Mulder…that's not it."
"Then what is it?"
"I don't know if I want to believe."
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a/n: please let me know how im doing. I would really appreciate it!
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Alicia opened her eyes in time to see the swirling object once again nearing her face. She screamed for somebody to help her, although by now she knew that nobody was around to hear her screams. Nobody human at least. She shut hey eyes hoping that this was all just a bad dream, and she would wake up in the morning, tell her sister about it, and get laughed at. But the pain brought reality with it. And as the spinning object connected with the roof of her mouth she screamed with pain.
This wasn't the first time something like this had happened to her, in the past few days countless things had been done to her, all extremely excruciating, all vastly unreal. What had been happening to her is the type of thing you'd expect from a b-rated sci-fi movie. As the pain continued she tried to make her mind wonder to happier times, vacationing at the beach, sledding in the snow, but while these memories all came to her, they did not bring relief from the pain. They only made things worse, not physically painful, but emotionally. She imagined that the physical aspects of the torture couldn't get worse.
After what seemed like days, but was only in reality a few minutes, they were gone, the pain was gone, and she was once again alone. The tears streamed down her face and she wished she could wipe them off, but that wouldn't be happening anytime soon, her arms were strapped down, as were her feet. And the device that had hold of her cheeks kept her mouth open at all times.
Then the woman came again. She did not fear this woman, but wondered why they would send her to comfort her. The scars on the woman's cheeks told that she too had been a subject, weather she still was remained a mystery. The woman talked to her, about her childhood, her experiences, and for a few minutes it felt as if nothing was wrong. But that never lasted, the woman would leave, and she would once again be all alone in the stark white room.
Until they would come again.
And they always did, she wasn't sure how many times a day they would come, or when it would even be a new day. She didn't even know how long she'd been there. All she knew was that when they came pain followed. Much to much pain for a 14 year old girl to bear.
Alicia had seen others as well, on other tables, strapped down in the same manner as she was. Some of them were male, most were female. Some were younger than her, some her same age, some greatly older. They too felt the same pain she did, the same experiments were being preformed on them.
She didn't get much sleep, but when she did sleep it was a godsend. For the small amounts of time when she was slumbering she was with her family, they were palpable, she could feel their skin when she hugged them, she could hear their rich voices when they laughed, all was right with the world. But, the dreams never lasted, and she'd be ripped out of the warmth of family and back to the cold table of…wherever she was. And she would cry. Not because of the torture, but because she wanted nothing more than to be at home again, arguing with her sisters over who's turn it was to clean the kitchen.
It was ironic, she would get frustrated with her sisters over the littlest things, when Brittany would intrude on her conversations, when Brandy couldn't pick them up from school, but now she'd give anything to be having one of those arguments.
They came back while she was thinking, and the pain once again began.
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Brittany flew up in her bed, grief stricken and in tears. The dream she had had seemed so real, so horrible. Her sister had been on a table, in a completely white room, screaming in pain as this thing drilled into her mouth. And although she wanted to believe it had been just a dream, what had happened that day had lead her to believe that it wasn't. She threw the covers off of her and got out of the bed. She walked into the living room and grabbed the phone. After stepping outside she took the card that agent Mulder had given her and dialed the cell number on it.
The phone rang twice before he picked it up, "Mulder." He said in a groggy voice.
"Agent Mulder, I didn't wake you did I?"
"Brittany? No, it's fine. What is it?"
"This is going to seem silly, but, I had this dream. About Alicia. Only it didn't seem like it was a dream, it was like it was actually happening. It was so horrible. Im sorry for waking you but I just couldn't tell my parents about it, they'd never believe me."
"It's ok Brittany, just tell me, what happened?"
She recited her dream to him, every gruesome detail, every horrible experiment.
Agent Mulder paused after she finished, "do you want me to come over there?"
She shook her head, although she knew that he couldn't see her. "No, it's ok. I'll just see you tomorrow."
"Actually, it's after 3 in the morning."
"Oh. Well I guess I'll just see you later then." She sighed, "goodbye agent Mulder."
"Would you stop with the agent stuff? Just call me Mulder."
"Ok. Bye." She hung up, but instead of going back inside she stepped off her front porch and stared up at the dark vast sky. As she watched the stars she couldn't help thinking that her sister was somewhere up there, being tortured, and although agent Mulder had told her that it wasn't her fault her sister was taken she couldn't help thinking that it was. Her heart broke remembering what she had recalled when she underwent hypnosis, and she sank to the ground crying.
"Why not me?" She said in a small meek voice, "WHY NOT ME!?" She screamed looking up at the twinkling stars.
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Mulder hung up the phone but didn't go back to sleep. He sympathized with Brittany, her understood what she was going through, he had had dreams of Sam being taken before, but nothing like she had described. He new that he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, he was surprised that he had slept so long in the first place. So, he threw on some socks and put on his running shoes. It wasn't long before the only thing he was focused on was the sound of his shoes hitting the asphalt.
The roads were barren, save for the occasional car that passed…and those were few and far between. As he ran he passed by a small park. He figured he needed to take a breather and sat down on one of the benches, he looked up at the morning sky. It was still pitch black, the only lights being the full moon and bright stars.
It wasn't long before he heard heavy footfall. He turned to his right where the sound was coming from and saw Scully running towards him. She stood next to the bench, "is this seat taken?" She said studying his demeanor.
"No." He said turning back to the stars, "what are you doing here Scully?"
"What? You can go running but I cant? That's a bit patronizing if you ask me. Men have a right to run at an ungodly hour but when women do it it makes them look suspicious."
"That's not what I meant Scully, and you know it."
"Yeah, I suppose that I do. Truthfully Mulder? I heard your phone ring, then I heard you moving in the hotel room, and I put two and two together. I knew you'd be going for a run, so I changed and decided to follow you. I'll say you run pretty fast, I was about to give up and go back to the hotel." She pauses, looking up at the sky, "it was Brittany who called wasn't it?"
"Yeah. She had a dream."
"About her sisters abduction?"
"No, about her sister being experimented on."
"It could just be a result of all that's happened. Im sure she's seen movies where humans are test subjects for extra terrestrials, she probably connected the dots, and figured that that was happening to her sister."
"But it is what's happening to her sister, and you know that Scully."
"Yes, I do Mulder. But if you're suggesting that she's seeing what's happening to her sister, im not sure if I can believe that."
"Why not Scully?"
"Because Mulder, im not even sure myself if aliens exist."
Mulder sighed, rolling his eyes, "you know, you never cease to amaze me Scully. And sometimes, like now, it's not in a good way. How can you not believe in aliens? With everything you've seen? For Gods sake Scully, you were abducted."
She looked away from him, "I know Mulder. But its not that easy, im a scientist, I have to look at what's scientifically possible."
"And little gray men from mars aren't right? So everything you've seen over the years have been hallucinations."
"No Mulder…that's not it."
"Then what is it?"
"I don't know if I want to believe."
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a/n: please let me know how im doing. I would really appreciate it!