14
I stared for a few seconds in disbelief. I knew from what I'd read that Erasers are bad, but these guys were absolutely merciless. It was then obvious that Itex was no longer in good terms with Timeline, for the first thing the twin Erasers did after shifting forms was tear his head off.
Have you ever seen someone you have a psychic connection with die? I'll tell you one thing: It's damn unpleasant, and that's the understatement of the millennium. Everything he felt, I felt. Apparently, having your head ripped off is painful. Painful enough to knock you out on the spot.
And therefore, obviously, I was knocked out, my last grim thought before the darkness came being Damn, now I know how Jean Grey felt.
15
I know that last chapter was kind of dark, but it was true. After Timeline died, I felt dead myself.
I didn't know how long I was out, but when I woke up, something felt different. I could hear voices coming from all around me, and I thought that I was just sleeping in class, that my parents, and my other self were still alive, and that my brother wasn't being experimented on in some demented way. But when I opened my eyes, I realized that it was no dream. I was locked in a cage, one of the same dog crates that I saw before I was killed. I turned to hear where the voices were coming from, but no one was talking, and it then became clear to me that the voices were coming from inside. They were the thoughts of those around me.
I could read minds other than my own.
At that point, one thought stuck out to me in particular. He's waking up! Which was followed by the words actually being audible, and a mass of footsteps heading towards my cage. I then heard the thoughts of one who stayed behind, apparently to write in a journal. August 20, 2006. The experiment is finally awakening... Two months.
I had been out for two months.
And there was nobody left to miss me.
16
I was just about ready to give up. It had been two weeks, and I couldn't stand any more of their testing. I had to get out now. And that's when I saw a familiar face.
Aaron Line was roaming freely through the halls of the lab, and in his thoughts, I could find nothing different about him at first. He was still the same annoying tough guy as he was at home. But there had to be some reason that he wasn't in a cage, like me. There definitely had to be something different. And when he turned the corner, I knew what it was.
They had turned my brother into an Eraser.