B.L.A.C.K.W.A.V.E

Chapter 1 _ Awake_

A man awakes in his white enclosed chamber room, having only the necessities that he needed to function such as a kitchen, bathroom, and a desk. Sitting up in his bed, hunching over with his head down and arms beside him, looking at nothing but the cold barren floor beneath his bare feet. The sounds of a leaky faucet is only ever heard echoing throughout his room, as the droplets hit the bowl of the sink. His mind had been drifting and reeling back of the days that had passed him of his training and enrollment to the B.L.A.C.K.W.A.V.E. from the first day he had arrived to now. As if deciding something in his mind already, he gets off his bed and heads towards his desk were there laid in the center was a laptop that was plugged up to the few outlets in the small, enclosed space. he takes a seat and opens it, making the laptop turn on and reveal his desktop of what seemed to be a generic scenic background. There he made a folder and named it "BD-Logs" and he began typing....

BD-Log #001

Subject: "The beginning"

>The first day I found myself in the B.L.A.C.K.W.A.V.E, it felt like I was in a vivid fever dream.... Slipping in and out of consciousness, my vision fading in and out only ever seeing white above me.... I had no idea where I was.... Or more importantly I had no idea who I was....

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In a white sterile room, there laid row after row of people in beds, hooked up too many tubes that led to machinery. Men in white hazmat suits walk down the aisle of people, looking at their slants and inputting data through there tablet's. one of them stops in front of a man who laid just like the others, they look into his data just like others and nods. He turns towards one of the other white hazmat's people from afar and speaks.

"Start protocol AR15-722.."

The other nods, walking away to go do the task as the other goes back to tapping into his tablet.

Eyes opening wide and bloodshot as they moved frantically from side to side, seeing nothing but a white ceiling as its bright lights blind his already blurry vision. The sounds of beeping machinery is heard and heavy breathing that he had barely knowledge that it was his own through an oxygen mask, as he laid there in a white bed hooked up too many various tubes that pumped unknown chemicals or substances into his veins.

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>When I woke up, everything was a blur, my memory hazy and torn beyond repair....The overwhelming smell of contaminated sterility, stifling antiseptics, and faint undercurrent of sweat filled my nose. I couldn't move, every inch of my body and every nerve numb only the lingering throbbing sensation to know that I was in fact still alive and existing within my own reality, it felt like my body was still asleep and my mind was awake, raw and barren only ever remembering vivid pictures and feelings of before as my mind tries to recollect itself... pictures of a bright colors above me, the sharp pain of a hot needle going into my eyes, the sounds of buzzing and cutting, and tearing and pulling as I see shadowed figures hover over me, their voices strained and drowning in the louds sounds of my heartbeat drumming in my ears....god the pain was indescribable burning into my cranium, my spine and flesh. For the life of me I couldn't remember anything else from before that or now. Who am I? what is my name? and more importantly where am I? I just felt lost.... My body didn't feel like mine..... but I wasn't the only one, there were others like me, who have just woken up too. The white hazmat's that I decided to call them "The faceless", two or three of them were now hovered over me their shadow figures blocking the white light above me. Their voices echoed in my ears as they spoke amongst each other.

" It appears that patient 0Z2256 is the first to awake.... "

The faceless looks at a white tablet as if checking for something, as other began to check him with probing and flashing lights into his open irritated eyes. 

"A check is in order... begin."

"Vitals signs are fine...... shows no signs of any complications....."

"Response is sluggish but aware....."

"Brain is in good condition.... no severe trauma.... and drawbacks.."

"Complexion is norm.... breathing is heavy but not erratic...." 

All the faceless nod on amongst each other as they check things off on an imaginary check list. as they do this what felt like hours upon hours, poking at the man raw sore flesh. their monotone voices echoing into one, they had finally finished what they were doing. one comes over to push a button stopping the machinery, the man eyes roll to the faceless as they to look at him.

"Welcome 0Z2256....."

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>At that point I had no idea what was ahead of me more so what was to become of me.... But I knew it was going to just be the beginning of a never-ending nightmare within the S.A.C.D or aka the B.L.A.C.K.W.A.V.E ....

_end_ BD-Log #001

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*sorry if this is short! but the next chapter will be longer then this!*