~~Chapter 1: Max wins!~~
Max POV
"Let me go!" I screamed. I felt sick to my stomach.
"Calm down." the 'Director' said.
"FUCK YOU!" I shouted. Then I yelped, because of pain.
"Max, you need to calm down. You'll hurt the baby."
"GO TO FUCKING HELL, BITCH!" I shouted, and she glared at me. Max: 1 Director: 0.
"SHUT UP. NOW." Oooo... eek. Max: 1 Direc: 1.
"GET YOUR SLUTTY HANDS OFF OF ME. NOW." Teheheh... Max: 2 Direc: looking sadly away...
"If she isn't quiet in 2 minutes, inject the fluid."
"Ooooo... Make me afraid.... Ya see, that's not a good tactic." She held up a bottle.
"You see this, ignorant brat? This will shut off all of your senses, cut you out from reality. But the thing is," She smiled at the bottle. Freak. "It doesn't shut off your pain. Or your hearing and breathing. So, your pretty much worse off than being dead." I chuckled. "What's your retort, now?"
"Nothing. Gosh, your more stupid than I thought."
"What?" she asked, but it was to late. I waved to her, and forced myself to pass out. My heart stopped beating, my hearing, my senses, everything, gone. I can just imagine what was going through her mind. 'NOOOOO! SUBJECT [whatever number these weirdos gave me] STOPPED BREATHING! HER HEART!!! NOOOOOO!'