"What do you mean hell" he asked
"Smell" she took a strong snif of the air
"What is that smell it smells bad"
"Dat's the smell of human flesh burnin'"
"What?" fear threaded his body as the words crawled out her mouth in and into the open atmosphere.
"This is a research facility ya' see. An' here the test subjects who have failed get tossed n' tu' da laundry room where they get burned. I used to have this job when i was younger 'til a while ago. "
"What happened "
"Well let me start from da' beginnin'. Let's see. My mum was transferred he're when she was 'bout 18. She went to medical school an' was just abou the top of er' class. She was quite pretty. She had porcelain' like skin and raven black hair she always had it in a low ponytail. Her's a photo i borrowed." she reached into her old bang and took out the old book. Inside she took out a piece of photograph paper, she set it into his hand. It was just like she said, the woman was young looking, she had raven black hair put into a low ponytail laying on her blue blouse, her sapphire blue eyes complimented her small smile
"Pretty right" Gon agreed with a nod handing her the photo back
"Well she got kidnapped jus' like you and sold. She was bought by t'is man that runs this place. Since she was good n' the medical field the man told 'er that she'll be his assistant. You see back then my mom was pregnant wif me, bu' she din't know. Not 'til the second month the man found out and said nothing, she gave birth to me in one u' the laboratory rooms. I was born, bu' i looked nothin' like my mom, i looked like my ligament father, for some reason e' got realy mad and threw us bouf into one of these places. I grew up, my mom taught meh how tu read from 'er medical books. When i was six my mom got sick with Histoplasmosis i din't know what it was back then bu' in the end she died an' i got transferred to another place with other older people i read the books inside the backpack times and times over until i had memorized it word by word. Soon the man got word of this an took me away again he got me to be his assistant just like my mom an i worked til i was 13 when i spilled one of his successful projects it landed on my calf and burned right through the tissue and got my muscle"
She unwrapped her bandaged leg that revealed the deformed pink flesh
"he threw me out an told me i was never permitted to come in unless told to do so, i had always been good with thieving so i took a few supplies with me and once a week i help him with one of the live experiments bu' not so long ago. I found myself getting mad at him and i yelled at him he threw me to the low room to learn my lesson and ive been here for a couple of days. Wha's your story"
"Mine?"
"Who else's "
"Well..."
The afternoon soon past but went unnoticed in the small dark room they spoke till night fall when the light above then flickered to an end.
Flash of lightning struck the sky with ferocity, a cracking boom joined its rain. Splashes of water leaked in through the small crevasses left behind from years and years of wear
The door opened and a guard came inside
"Its time "
She helped Gon to his feet as the guard put the chain on their cuffs and walked out.
"Where are we going "
"Shush i tell ya"
The walk was shorter than he last remembered the chains were disconnected from the thick metal cuffs on their wrists. The geard opens and closed the door with a lock.
"Where are we" gon examined the fairly sized room
"Its da' selection room, t'ey gather us her' an chose the healthiest out u the girls an one from da boys for tis weeks experiment they won' chose you nor me cause yur han' is broken, and meh cause mu leg"
They walked to the chairs that reclined against the north wall
"Wha's yur number"
"Fifty three"
"No i meant da new one"
"New one?
"Yea da new one, dey take off da old one and put a new one" she turned hem around in a swift movement "they located it on da other sholder then"
"So whats my number"
"One hundred an fifteen, you have to sit at the far end u da line"
"Where will you sit"
"Im the number eleven, don't worry after dey call my number i go back to da room. I'll see ya there, and if they tell ya to go intu da room yur screwed" she waved and left. Gon looked at the number on the chair and sat down. For what seemed like hours he sat there silently other kids.
"One hundred fifteen"
He walked over to the man he turned him over roughly yanking at the hem of his shirt, he eyed him up and down settling his eyes on his blood stained hand
"Leave" the man's voice was solid.
Gon made his way to one of the doors, a guard escorted him back into his room. The door closed and locked.
"Gon yur back" she sighed "how did it go"
"It was fast" he yawned
"Yea me to i would a' thought that dey pu' you in to one u da rooms"
"I feared that too" he stretched and sat down "hey when do they take off the cuffs, my wrists are starting to hurt"
"Dey never take them off, not until ya get thrown into the laundry room at least"
"Hm" he laid down "i'm going to sleep okay"
"Sure ill keep watch"she too sat down "G'night"
"Good night"
The time ticked by and she stayed wake. Reading what she could in the dim light. She placed the book down to her side and tilted her head back
'Now what'
Gon moved around in his sleep
'What a nice boy, he's a nice person in general.' she stacked the thick textbooks and took a peek out of the small hole in the wall, this was her portal to the beautiful outside world. The sky was a light lavender that sank into a colorful stream of colors, it was either night fall or sun rise. She watched as the sun raised to view.
Four days time passed as the room remained silent, Gon was getting thinner from the lack of food, and if Scarlett wasn't skinny as she already was she would have been mistaken by a younger age group.
The door slowly opened
"One hundred fifteen, come out"
Gon walked out into the hallway and put into chains buy the guard. He was taken into a small room and sat in a chair, the guard instead of leaving like he usually left he locked his cuffs on the ends of the arm rest following the same procedure on his ankles. He waited uncontrollably because the cair was far longer than his limbs. He waited for hours. Finally the door opened, a tall man wearing a loose shirt came in. The lights turned on blinding him, he looked up at the man.
"This is going to be fun, boy"
Gon was scared at the tone tone that man used, the man pulled on his hair savagely bringing him forward. His face inches away from his, gon could practacly tast the liquor bu the intensity of the smell. The man stared as if he were examining him.
"Its worth every penny. " the man proclaimed
He walked over to the roll in cart opening one of the box on top. The man took some items from the box and placed them out of view. The man grabbed another distinct tool and brought it forth. The sharp scissors stabbed at his face, Gon moved back and flinched in response to the action, yet at the last second the man stopped. A small trickle of blood lined down his forehead.
"This truly is worth every penny" he remarked
The man traced the scissors down his arm and to his hand, beads of warm blood collected and dripped down his skin. The cut was slightly painful yet it didn't seem to satisfy the man, he placed the scissors down and grabbed a leather whip. He snapped it on his soft flesh a cry of pain escaped his lips as he struggled against the restraints.
"Agh, yes this is what i love"
The man wiped him multiple times on his body, he man dropped the item and continued with another. For what seemed like hours of pain the man stopped.
"Guard give me the key" he order
"You'll have to pay for more access"
"I don't care"
The guard handed him the key and his chains were unlocked, each one clash on the the floor with a clank. His body fell slack across the floor, lacerations covered his once smooth skin. The man took no notice of this and continued his beatings hitting him with the hard end of his boot.
"Ah i feel better" the man sighed as he exited the room
"Im done, how much do i owe"
"Lets see thats three and a half hours" he mumbled under his breath taking a peek at his watch "180 dollars sir"
The man grumbled as he pulled out his wallet and coughed up the money.
"Have a nice day" the guard chimed, one of the other guards came in and grabbed his limp body and dragged him down the halls, his feet dragging across the floor leaving a thin trail of blood behind. Gon was completely slack in their grip, just as helpless as a kitten held by its nape he was unable to move, he could barely lift his head as he was losing the battle for consciousness. He was thrown like a bag of potatoes into the cell. He layed there giving up his fight and nesting himself into a ball at the corner before he began to drift into sleep.
"I wanna go home" he mumbled weakly, eyes closing.
sorry it took so long i had writer's block, and also sorry if there are any misspelled wordsthanks for reading i will post the next one soon maybe when i get out of writers black thanks and please read and reviw