And to the people who noticed, I made a complete change from the earlier chapters, it was to sob-festy for my taste, so I think it's better now. Hope you do to!

New point of view… can you guess who it is? It's pretty easy, but I'm not going to say their name throughout this whole thing.

I blinked several times, so my eyes could adjust to all of the fluorescent lights. They were incredibly bright.

I was just starting to pick up my hand when I felt a slight tug on my left arm. I looked down at the curst IV sticking out of my arm. Stupid needles!

I started to move my arm over to get it out, but was restrained. I had a thick leather band around my arm, as well as on my legs and chest.

I opened my mouth to scream for someone, but then I heard a soft padding of feet and almost silent whisperings. I strained my enhanced ears to hear the slivers of sound and could barely make out, "-need to finish it."

"No! The signs are all positive, and its heart-rate has been picking up. Jeb would kill any of us personally if harm came to it."

Their voices started to fade and I heard a clink from the corner of the room. My head whipped around and I saw a white-coat lounging in a chair, her head bent back over the back of the chair and a scalpel on the floor.

I cringed at the sight of the knife, but I was incredibly lucky she hadn't seen me move.

I started to search the room with my eyes for any way to get out of my binding.

There! On the little side table next to my gurney, a small little pair of scissors. I craned my neck to try and bite it. My chin just hit the edge of the table. I stared at the little piece of metal, cursing it to a smoldering fire.

I looked around again and looked at my right foot. The buckle on it was insanely loose. If you could just slip my foot, got it! My foot was now free and I wiggled it several times to get the blood flowing again.

I picked up my foot and brought it over to my other ankle. I started nudging the mettle buckle and when it didn't budge, to bludgeon it.

Eventually it gave out and my other foot was freed.

I lifted my foot and reached it over to the other side of my body, pushing it as hard as I could. Soon, my toes touched the silver buckle on my wrist. Luckily this one was loose and didn't take much persuading to come undone. I quickly undid the rest of the bands.

I rubbed blood back into all of my limbs and then stood and almost fell down when my legs wobbled.

I waited till I regained my balance to walk forward. I didn't get very far, for there was a giant bubble encircling my cot. I reached out to pop it and jerked my hand back when it shocked me. I bit my lip to keep from screaming so the white-coats wouldn't come.

I glanced around again and looked at all of the contours of the bubble. It took me a few minutes to realize that there was one little hole on the bottom of one of the flaps.

I bent down next to it and examined it. I quickly tore a strip of fabric from my shirt and shoved it into my mouth. I reached down and grabbed the edges of the hole and pulled.

The intense pain seared throughout my body as the hole agonizingly slowly ripped.

After two minutes, I was staring at a hole large enough to climb through. I spit out the rag and climbed through, careful to avoid the electric material.

Once I had gotten through, I rolled onto my back and looked at my ruined hands. I had a gash running across each of them from the rough fabric. I looked around for linen strips or something I could bind my hands with and laying on the table next to the scissors inside was some. That was not worth climbing through the curst bubble again.

I quickly scrambled over to where the white-coat lay and on the tray that used to hold the scalpel there was a role of binding. I tied my hands quickly to stop the flow of blood. I hopped up and skipped over to the door, light-headed.

I glanced into the hallway to make sure it was clear then sprinted through it. It wasn't soon before I ran into a gaggle of white-coats. Only one of them screamed the alarm, while the rest tried to restrain me, but even in my sedated-like state they weren't much of a match. They were down within seconds and I was off. I ran through the hallway, half-crazed. Where was the flock? (Did you guess it yet?)

FPOV

Angel and I scanned the surrounding areas of the school. Some Erasers were casually stalking the grounds.

My eyes locked on the upper window, they were holding her on the second floor. Second floor is where we will go.

We quickly formulated a plan while Angel pet Total, who slumbered in her arms.

We got everything we would need and we were off. We climbed to the top of one of the pines encircling the School. Once we reached the top we jumped, soared and aimed towards the top window of the School.

As soon as we set off, we heard the record of gunshots. The little whizzing sound of the bullet was a little closer than comfort called for, but within seconds we crashed through the window.

One thing I wasn't expecting was the alarm already sounding, but I didn't pay attention to that. I shot forward and did a double take when I ran into Max's empty room. I stepped forward cautiously, and the door snapped closed behind me, with Angel on the other side.

I only had enough time to yell to Angel to run.

She hurtled back towards the window and out. I looked around and noticed a giant hole in the side of the big bubble. Max had made a break for it. She was alive! I quickly went towards the corner of the room where there was a padded metal chair. I picked it up and hurled it at the door.

The thin wood shattered under the force of the chair, whoever had closed it collapsed on the ground with a grunt. I quickly jumped over him and lurched the opposite way of the window. I had to find Max!

I scoured the facility, occasionally having to take out a white-coat, or have a quick brawl with an Eraser, but nothing could stop me now. I had to find her!

I searched the building feverishly, but Max was nowhere to be found. I quickly came to the assumption she had already escaped. I hoped I was right as I crashed through the nearest door and took off into the sky.

How was it?

Question of the chapter: What is your favorite meal?