Some nasty stuff coming up, you guys!

Uh! This the most boring job ever! All he does is talk about what he's going to do, how he's going to do it, and then why he's going to do it. Then it's a load of 'I am adding blah-de-blah to yadda-yadda.' He's so full of himself, you wouldn't believe! Then we come to the grand unveiling. This is the only interesting bit. The weirdest looking things come out of that pod! A few experiments after me, this 4-armed purple thing came out and the first thing it did was to punch Jumba in the guts! After him, came a fish thing with a big fin on it's head. How'd he get that idea from purple 4 arms? After that came a black hole experiment, a digging experiment, a hitting experiment, a heat experiment and so on. By halfway through 613 I'm not paying attention. He notices and frowns, putting the test-tube down.

"You are bored, no?" he realises, still frowning. I nod dimly, rolling onto my back. No mesa, Sherlock(!). He sighs, shaking his head. "Alright, enough for today. I will inform you when it's done." I get up and climb off the table. I walk off, hearing him mutter; "(Hmm, I wonder if this one could stop her boredom…)" I roll my eyes. Nothing can stop the boredom in this place. I look round, looking for something to do. I spied a corridor. Huh. Wonder how come I never noticed it before? Oh, well, best see what's down there. I peer round, looking down it. It's dark and gloomy, like in the middle of the night. I walk down it, ears down, glancing around. This is kinda creepy. I see a frame of a door in the shadows. I stand in front of it, looking at the plaque. It says;

'Restricted area, no exceptions. No one must enter here. This is off limits.' Hmm. I wonder what's in there? I reach up to the handle. Probably locked. I'm surprised to find it swings inward easily. I look in, pitch dark inside.

"Erm, hello?" I ask, trying to see something. Then I hear the voice.

"[There is a switch by the door.]" It sounds empty, hollow, cold, evil, icy, heartless- just plain nasty. I take a step in, fumbling round the edge of the door. I find it and flick it, light flooding the room. About 7ft away, there's a large, glass/plastic container, with something inside it. I walk in closer, keeping silent, as if in a room with a dying person. That's not a bad description of it, though.

The experiment, I could tell it was seeing only experiments and Jumba live here, was facing the wall, back to me. It had black, leather-like skin, his 4 arms ended with two fingers with a hook for a thumb and I can see lights dancing on the wall where he's facing. It's tail was short and stubby. I stopped about a foot away from the glass, cringing for no reason. So… This is fear…

"[There's no need to be afraid.]" It says, un-moving. Whoa! Did that guy just read my mind?!? "[I can do a lot more than that, child.]" Ok, this is really creepy.

"I'm 59-"

"[I know who you are, 592.]" He interrupts, turning his head slightly, but just enough for his face to still be hidden. "[I know more about you than you do.]" O… Kay… I shiver slightly. In fear or cold? "[I am in need of you abilities.]"

"W-why do you want me?" I stammer slightly, cringing.

"[I want you to deliver a message to Jumba.]" He says, putting his hands flat on the floor. "[I am not interested with you, yet…]" He stands up, still facing away. "[Activate you recording device.]" I pause, wondering if I should. "[Activate it…]" he says, growling slightly now. I gulp and press it, wondering if this is right. "[Greetings, Jumba.]" He says, un-moving. "[This is 552. I have given you clear warnings of what would happen if you disobeyed me. Now you are condemned to eternal torment. You, and every other twisted experiment you've so foolishly created. This is but a small sample of the powers I have acquired.]" He finally turns round. I stare at his face, paralyzed in horror, mouth open.

His face has been vaporised, or on the brink of it. His luminous white skull leers out, scantly covered by slivers of red meat and sinewy nerves, his teeth inch long and serrated. But his eyes are the most horrendous. In their place, are two balls of blazing fire, like minute suns embedded in his sockets. He steps towards me, the glass suddenly vanished. I tremble in fear, shaking like mad. He stops in front of me, a foot taller. My nerve breaks, and I snap my head down, squeezing my eyes shut, tears leaking out of the corners.

"[Look at me…]" I hear him say. I keep my eyes shut, whimpering slightly. "[LOOK AT ME!]" He orders. Suddenly I feel a sharp point beneath my chin, forcing my head up. I feel the other two claws on the top of my head. "[Open you eyes or I will crush your skull.]" He squeezes, giving me no choice. My eyes slowly open to see his eyes in front of mine, nearly blinding me. Suddenly, a powerful vibrant ray of fire shoots into my eyes. I give out a lung-scorching scream as it burns into me. The visions I can see are causing that. There's no heat. I can't even begin to describe what I see. It's too horrific. After a minute, he releases me and I collapse onto the floor, paralyzed by the visions. I cough weakly, spitting blood onto the stone floor, blood leaking from the corners of my eyes. He kneels down beside me, turns my head to look at him and cups the stop button in his hand. "[That was only a sample of my power. And what I've done to her is also a sample. Of the pain that will rain down on you.]" He pauses, moving his face inches away from mine, and whispers;

"[Hell is like parodies compared to what's in my mind…]" He pushes the stop button. He releases me, my head banging on the floor. I breath in raggedly, looking up at him fearfully. He reaches at his mouth, cups a finger and his thumb around his teeth and pulls sharply. His teeth rip out of his gums with a sickening squelch. He stops for a few seconds, composing himself. He looks at me, grins with bloody and toothless gums, and flicks his hand down at me. His teeth slip between his fingers and shoot at me. They embed themselves in my skin, sending wave after wave of pain through me. This was all in one swift movement. He swings his clawed foot at me. It connects, sending me flying through the door. I collide with the wall, crying out with pain. I slide to the floor and a resounding crack is heard. I can't tell whether it's the floor or me, I'm in too much pain. Finally, I raise my head, looking at him. The room goes dark and the door swings shut. Not before I see the eyes burning through the darkness at me. It closes with a loud clang, starting someone in the other corridor. I drop my head to the floor, eyes closing, to see a figure coming towards me, a strange object on his head…

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