Hey, I know that this sucks...
But still
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Nervous and shaking I walk into the test room. The room’s walls are made of mirrors, and a lone chair sits in the middle of the space. Right inside the door a woman sits filling a syringe with a milky liquid. She looks up at me and says,
“Dakotah Johnson?”
“Yes… that’s me…” I say trying to keep my voice level so that I don’t sound scared.
“You are here today to be tested on whether or not you are compatible for the trials, I will inject this into your arm and it will put you into the test. I cannot reveal anything else about it to you, good luck, and hope you don’t pass.”
“Ma’am? If this is a test, why would I want to fail?”
The woman ignores the question and pulls me over to the chair and jabs the syringe into my arm and then fastens straps to my arms and legs. She then hooks a few wires up to my head and then walks back to the front of the room. Where she punches in a few keys on the computer at the desk and I then feel my self floating away, my vision slowly fading, until, nothing…..
I wake up and look over at the woman and she looks at me with a sad expression, and then reaches across her desk and presses a button, she then gets up and leaves the room. I hear her footsteps receding down the hallway and then I am alone. For a long while I wait on her to come back. Eventually I hear footsteps coming up the hallway, a man enters the room, and he is tall and thin with large spectacles making his eyes appear twice their size. His face is a plain face, one of those that you know you wouldn’t be able to remember the next day. He walks over and pulls out another syringe and plunges it into my arm, as he pulls it out I am already starting to feel drowsy from whatever was in the syringe. And for the second time, I am out.
When I open my eyes again, I am in a completely white room, sitting in yet another chair, this one larger than the one before this one is more like a dentist’s chair except for the straps holding down my torso, arms, legs, and head. Out of the corner of my eye I can see all sorts of science equipment, from scalpels to charts and microscopes. About this time a face abruptly appears and scares me. It is the man that put me to sleep earlier.
“Welcome to the CDC Dakotah, after viewing your test results have found you adequate for our tests, there is a disease going around, that is killing off thousands, and we need to find the cure, you, are now what we hope will, light the way. On this journey.” He continues, “ We have thirty-seven possible vaccines and thirty-seven 16 year old test subjects each of you has been infected and will be given one of the vaccines. We only expect a few to work so those that survive, will be giving thirteen million dollars to live the rest of their lives happily. Do you have any questions?”
I realize that there is no getting out of this so I remain silent and when he asks if I am ready I just barely nod and he puts yet again another syringe in my arm and then moves my chair to a cell and locks it. As he is leaving I ask what the vaccine I was given was made out of.
“The vaccine was made of a substance of reptilian origin” The man then turns and leaves.
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Ive been working on this for a bit and this is just a segment of it.... Wh....what, do you think?
Topic: A Change (Read 842 times)