Secret Saturn wrote this chapter

oO Third Person POV Oo

"This is really weird... my calculations... nothings makings sense..." The white mouse walked from corner to corner shuffling his white papers.

"I told you pretty much everything I know..." Katie sighed.

"Maybe doing some tests will put some logic in this senseless situation." He threw the papers aside, as Wendy and Dan hid behind Katie.

"Brain, I thought there was only 3?"The taller one asked, clenching the bars of the cage, staring at the 6 identical creature before him.

"Yes... I know..." The Brain replied, a bit irritated.

"Anyways, Yakko has told me about your predicament, and in my sympathy, I decided to come up with a visual transmitter to manipulate your dreams, and your visions will become available to us. It will be completely innocuous."

Wendy and Wakko stuck out their tongue at the same time and cocked their head.

"English, Brain?"

He sighed, and mumbled under his breath.

"I am going to see your dreams." He said, blatantly. I have 3 helmets for you three to put on. Once you falls asleep, the helmets will turn on, dive into your dreams, and will be projected on this screen. It's harmless, and won't do anything.

The three nodded.

"Lay down in the beds here, put the helmets on, and drift to sleep."

The trio did as he ordered. All but Wendy, who had trouble falling asleep.

"This should do..." Brain took a bag of dust, and threw it on her.

"Wait what- ACHOO!" She sneezed, and was knocked out.

"I knew that sleeping dust would come in handy." He chuckled, turning on the screen by jumping on a button of a large remote. A three split visual came up. The first was Katie's, the second Wendy's, and the third, Dan's.

It started out with terrible experiments done to them. Drilling, poking, injections- all part of a SCI-FI alien movie, only real- and suspiciously not of their world. Brain quickly grabbed a pen and scribbled notes down.

As for the rest, especially Pinky, the sight was terrifying. Blood drenched the skin of the inflicter and the victim, and all you can here is bloody screams coming from the audio, with soft whispers to add to the horror. It was like a torture chamber, only done by professional scientist in an experimental laboratory.

"Make it stop Brain! Brain make it stop!" Pinky cried, petrified.

Dot was now hiding behind Yakko, weeping, and so was Wakko. Yakko, was in disgust himself.

"That's enough..." Yakko went for the remote, but Brain stopped him.

"I have to do more research..." Brain said, grabbing the remote.

"You're scaring my sibs!" Yakko grabbed the other end.

"They need answers!"

"You're being selfish!"

Now struggling over the remote, they were interrupted by a static, which made them both drop the remote. They redirected their attention to the screen. Katie's screen was frantically shooting across a corridor, while Wendy's and Dan's were in an apparent cell. Guards were dodged, knocked out, and beaten up.

"Hey Dan, Wendy, talk to me. Can you hear me?" Was what they heard echo into the room. They watched intently as it went on, Dan replying first, and how the left side was so frantic, it was hard to keep track of what was going on. Static kept going on and off on Katie's screen, skipping ahead. The next scene showed Wendy departing. Then, they were running out, only to be met up by familiar scientist that appeared earlier.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"I won't let you hurt them anymore!"

Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning, and everything finally went static for good.

Something smelt smokey.

They turned their heads to Katie, who had smoke make coming from hers.

"Katie!" Yakko yelled, running to her, pulling off the helmet. The side of her head revealed some blood, which he figured the source was coming from her ear. He also took off the other twos, and the three woke up, slowly.

"Ow... my head... I thought-" Her eyes went wide at the realization of blood.

"M-my microchip..." She held her ear.

"W-what did you do?"

"We didn't do-"

"You LIED! How dare you! I trusted you!" /she yelled, directing mostly towards Brain, but some at Yakko. She darted out, but didn't go to far.

She blacked out in the lobby.

oOOo

She woke up on new satin white sheets. She blinked away the blurriness, and she saw that she was still in the Lab. She shot up again, wanting to dart up, but was stopped by Yakko.

"Let me go!"

"You're not okay..."

"You lied to me!"

"You didn't tell us you had a microchip!" Yakko threw his hands in the air. Silence took the air for a few minutes, and Yakko sighed.

"It's incredible, who were those scientists?" Brain hopped on Katie's sheets, rummaging through papers.

"My parents." she uttered with contempt.

They all stood in shock, looking at the disappointment in her face.

"I got the bleeding to stop... and... you surprisingly had minor effects, and the microchip wasn't fried at all. Looking at your dreams... you were hit by lightning..." He paced back and forth.

"But it isn't logical..." He mumbled.

She looked around, assuring that her sibs were safe. She then struggled to get up, heading for the door.

"Welcome to my world." She sputtered, before walking through the double doors.

Yakko threw in a quick thanks, and followed her out.

oOOo

"So you can use telepathy?"

She nodded.

Curled up on the couch, she had to have a break. The migraine wouldn't go away, and it wasn't helping with Yakko trying to pry information.

"What about your sibs?"

"Look Yakko, I know you're just trying to help, but I need to be alone..." She sighed, trying to fall asleep. She knew it wasn't going to be feasible, but she wanted to act like it.

Yakko stood up and sighed.

"Would you like to be moved to your bed?"

She blushed a little, taking the assumption she was going to be carried. But still, a bed still did seem nice...

She felt a shift, and noticed she was lift, now in his arms, still wrapped in a blanket.

Did she even answer him? She had no idea...

He looked down at the pitiful girl, who looked like she was in so much pain, it almost made his heart hurt. He laid her down in her bed, and slipped to his bed.

He could only hope it got better from this point on.