This chapter is alittle bit longer than the others. Although a lot happens in this chapter so enjoy.

Eyes opened. Room blurred. Walls spinning. Pain. Screams.

Darkness

Fear. Doctors everywhere.

"This project should be succesful. X-5 DNA was the breakthough."

"Doctor?"

"If one can.. ." Mufled voice.

"Then she should..."

Whispers.

Darkness.

Cell. Cold. Dark. Fear. Screams.

Max shot up from the couch in a cold sweat. She was terrified.

"Just a dream.. Just a dream." Max whispered to herself. "Only a dream."

She looked over to the phone and picked it off of the metalic reciever. The clock on the panel blinked 5:45. She hurried over to the kitchen sink and splashed cold water onto her face. The water dripped down her nose and only gave a few seconds of relief.

That wasn't a dream Max. you know it. That smart-ass voice said inside of her head. She ignored the voice instead and burried it under layers of other thoughts and worries. She sat in silence as she sipped her mug of coffee. Well, instant cofee.

"Hey boo." Cindy shut the door behind her. "You aight'?"

Max started at the noise, her fingers shook as she set down her warm mug of comfort. "Fine."

"Girl. We gotta have us a sit down. Girl to girl. Whats on yo mind boo? You know you can tell the OC anything."

Cindy threw her bag to the side and took a seat on the beaten couch. Her leg was folded underneath her and she rested her chin on the back of her palm. A red pillow sat underneath her elbow and she waited.

Max shook her head, "No. It didn't happen to me. Nothing happened."

Cindy raised an eyebrow, "can't be worse than that electrical shit they did. Let it out boo. You know I won't tell anyone."

The last sentence made her suddenly remember something, "You won't say anything? You won't say anything. That's really funny, cause' from what I hear you've been talkin' behind my back to Logan."

Cindy started at this, "Max. I'm worried bout' you."

Max stalked off across the room, "Well don't."

Cindy's voice became firm, "Max! Don't keep shutin' everyone out!"

Max was silent, It was just a dream. She thought to herself. A nightmare. Then that nagging voice cut in, It was your fault you know. Its all on you.

All of a sudden, Max chucked her mug across the room in anger. It smashed into a thousand pieces. Cindy jumped, startled by her friends sudden anger. Max fell back against the wall behind her and slid slowly to the floor as if in defeat by some unseen demon. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she clutched her scalp with white knuckled fists. Her nose sniffed, she was so exhausted, numb, weary, alone. No one could possibly understand her fears, her nightmares. her past. She was poison.

Max found Cindy's arm appear around her shoulders, she rested her head on her friends shoulder. She wasn't ready to talk, although this was enough. for now. Cindy hushed Max with comfort, "S'ok boo. Original Cindy's got yo' back. Nothin's gonna get to you now."

Max wasn't sure.