Later the next month
We've been living in here for over a month now. Still being forced to be lab rats for these crazy scientists. The only one that's shown us any compassion is Jeb, and It's throwing me for a loop.
We've grown pretty close, the six of us. Well, with the exception of Fang. He'll talk to me more than Angel, Nudge and Gazzy (as he's asked us to call him). But he talks to Iggy more than anyone. If you can call that talking. The two of them grew up together.
Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, and Iggy are all playing Candy Land. Ig and Gazzy have become pretty good friends. They have the same interests, I've noticed one in particular. They both dream of blowing this place up, well blowing anything up, that is. Gazzy once saw some white coats doing an experiment with explosives and that's all he ever wants to do now.
Nudge and Angel are pretty close too. Angel is only two, but doesn't really seem like it. I've also become very close to Angel, and she to me. I'll sing her to sleep or read her a book. She likes to be around me, Gazzy doesn't seem to mind, I think he trusts me. I think they all do. Well I can't be so sure about the Silent One.
Fang's lounging on the couch, his eyes closed, but I can tell he's not sleeping. I'm looking out the window, into the courtyard. A few white coats have gathered in the yard. My sight is pretty good, from four stories up and five hundred feet away, I can clearly see their faces and easily tell you their eye color. A large door on the side of the building opens up and people, no animals start running out. They look like monkeys, orange ones. There's about a dozen of them running wildly around the yard. The door they came from closes and on the opposite end of the yard opens. For a minute, nothing happens, just the monkeys keep running around like they're high on caffeine. Oh, now something is happening. Some more animals come running out of the door, but these aren't monkeys. These look like wolves! But they also look like people. Kinda. They have a bloodthirsty gleam in their eyes. I gasp as I realize what's about to take place before my very eyes. The wolf/people run towards the monkeys and rip them apart, limb by limb.
"Fang!" I screech. He jumps at my outburst and rushes over. He takes one look outside, and his jaw tenses up. They others run over as well and they all gasp, except Iggy.
"What?" He asks. "Guys, I need you to tell me what's goin' on, I'm blind remember?"
"Sorry," I apologize, and quickly relay the horrific scene to him. All the monkeys are dead, and the wolf/people are eating them. It's a bloody, gory sight, and I'm seeing it up close. The white coats are no where to be seen, I hope those things ate them. But they are probably just watching from somewhere safe. Sickos. What are those things? I'm about to voice my questions, when Nudge does it for me.
"What are those things?!" she squeals. "That is so gross, but I can't look away." Angel is silently crying, hugging herself. She's no longer looking outside, but is sitting at our feet. I pick her up and cuddle her. She buries her face in my hair. She shouldn't have seen that. None of us should've.
"Guys, lets get away from the windows, we don't need to see anymore," I've become the unofficial leader of the bunch. Iggy and the others don't mind, and Fang hardly speaks, so I took the role upon myself, besides, I'm the oldest. We sit down around the disheveled candy land game.
Right then, Jeb walks in, carrying food trays. He has a distraught look on his face. I think my appetite is permanently lost. None of the others seem to have much of one either, 'cept Nudge. She's always hungry. I learned that Jeb is Ari's father. I also learned that he seems to genuinely care for us. He's nice and never gets mad. I almost like him, except for one little detail. He's one of them.