Chapter 2: The Check Up

I've became so bored that I've fallen asleep during most of the day. But I was rudely awakened during the night by someone opening my door. Before I could even open my eyes I was yanked out of bed by the arm. "Ow! Take it easy!"

"Get moving." he ordered.

He shoved me out of my cell as he wanted me to go forward down the hall. I don't see any other doors that would look like my cell. Didn't Dr. Money say that there were a few like me? "Over here." He said as he pointed to the right and entered into another hallway. This was longer and apparently we were going down to a door that's in the middle of the hallway.

He opened the door and grab me by the arm again as he roughly pulled me in. "Will you watch it?! I'm not some raggedy doll you can just pull around!"

When he raised a fist I quickly brought up my arms to protect myself. Until someone shouted, "Harm the prisoner and I'll make sure Dr. Money has your head!"

The man lowered his fist down and left the two of us alone. This room looks like some kind of medical bay. There's even an operating table in the middle of the room. The Doctor who saved me from getting punched is a blonde male. He smiled at me and said, "Hello, Mark Fischbach. The door to your left leads to the bathroom. I need you to take a shower before we can began your check up."

"Why?"

"Well we must have every patient cleaned up before check ups. But once your done there's a bathrobe in there you must wear."

"...Why am I here? Really?"

"I am not the right person to answer those questions. Please Mr. Fischbach we are on a fixed schedule. If you want to go back to sleep you will follow procedure."

It sounded more like a warning. So to save myself from any kind of punishment. I walked into the bathroom to the left and close it to give myself some privacy. I undressed myself from the dull grey uniform and started up the shower. While I waited till it warmed up I noticed a toothbrush, floss and toothpaste which are both new. They even have a note on top of them that said, "For you Mark Fischbach."

I took the toothbrush from its container, and open the box to get the toothpaste out so I can brush my teeth before I get into the shower. After I was done and floss real quick. I got in and started washing myself with the bottles of shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. I never thought having a shower would relax me so quickly. Ever since I was held in that cell all day, it was quite hell for me.

Even though I didn't wanted the shower to end. It was growing cold so I finished and dry myself with a towel then put on the bathrobe. Even though I was afraid to come out, I took a big breath and walked out of the bathroom with my clothes folded in my hands. The blonde doctor said to me, "Oh you can put those clothes in the hamper over there." he pointed at it which was against the wall. I drop them in the hamper and walked over to the blonde doctor.

"Good, now just hop onto the table and we'll start the check up." I sat on the table as I let my legs dangle. The blonde doctor got his blood pressure pump and told me, "Expose the top half of your body. I'm going to take your blood pressure and check your heart rate."

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Me? Oh well I'm Albert Carroll. Either call me Al, Albert, Carroll, or Dr. Carroll. Your choice."

He wrapped the blood pressure pad around my right arm as he pumped it to make it tight. He stop pumping to check it and he said, "Good, blood pressure is normal." He took it off as he grab a pen from his front pocket and a clipboard with report papers as he wrote on it.

He put the blood pressure pump to the side and use the stethoscope to hear my beating heart. "Cough." I did. "Good." He place the small pad on my back where my heart is and he asked me again to cough. Once that was over he wrote it down.

He grab and mini flash light and one of those popsicle sticks that holds the tongue down. "Okay, say ah."

"What is the point for this check up?" I asked.

"To make sure that you're healthy. Like what Dr. Money said, you are worth every penny. Now if you don't mind."

I opened my mouth so he can check it while using the flashlight to see. "I'm a bit surprised that it's okay." he said, "With all that yelling during your videos to think it would've damaged your throat at one point or another."

He took the stick out of my mouth as I said, "So you guys do know who I am."

"Of course. We don't just take patients and not know about them. now for the reflex test."

"No, I'm done with this. I want to go home."

When I covered the part top of me with the bathrobe and jump off the table, Dr. Carroll stopped me by standing in my way. He said, "No one in this building is going to let you go. You're practically Dr. Money's property. Please, get back on the table. Unless you're going to give me a fuss, I'll call the guards in and strap you down."

I hesitated but after rethinking my situation I got back on the table. "Wise decision, Markiplier."

After he finished up the rest of the test which is simple and quick. He told me to turn my head to show my left side. He took something out of a metal box. It looked like a small tube but it open itself to reveal three small spike that held the tub together. "This will only hurt a little bit."

He touch my left ear with it and it snap itself close onto my ear. "AH FUCK!" I held my painful ear as it bled. "Why the hell did you do that?!"

"Dr. Money's orders. You have to be tagged which means this ear cuff has a bar code on it."

"...You tagged me? I'm not fucking livestock you piece of shit!"

"Sorry but like I said before. You are now Dr. Money's property. In other words don't bother trying to escape because this ear cuff is also a tracking device. I better get that cleaned up."

I didn't want him near me but I let him took care of it. while he was cleaning it I asked him, "Why did I had to be picked?"

"You are the few that are healthy. The few that are immune to the virus."

He gave me a new uniform to wear. He was nice enough to turn away to give me privacy to put them on. Afterwards a guard came in and lead me back to my cell. It took a little while for me to get back to sleep because of my painful ear, but all I did was turn to my side to rest comfortably. Even though I know tomorrow isn't going to be better.