Claws of Shadow (creepypasta x reader)

Chapter 1- Lab Rat

I had been there ever since I was just a kit and barely able to walk. Constant injections and tests. But soon I would make a move. Soon I would escape.

"(y/n) the next test is ready for you, come down to Lab 7 when you are ready. Take no longer than 10 minutes,"one of the scientists who regular put me through the torment called through the door. With my enhanced neko senses I could easily hear his footsteps retreat back down the hall. Sighing, I changed into a (f/c) short sleeved shirt and some matching leggings. 'well only a few more hours to go...' Opening the door, I stepped outside of my room, paws soundless against the freezing ceramic floor as I made my way to the lab.

Several hours later, I could still feel the sharp, stinging pain from all of the injections. I only had a vague idea of what they were doing to me, as i had heard one of the scientists mention a bit about it. Apparently they were trying to create something that would find a person's (or a creature's) stronger suits and highten them. I hung my (sleek/fluffy/ragged) tail beside me and flattened my ears back to my head to try and calm myself before I lashed out and broke something. After calming, I revised my escape plan in my head, stressing a few of the major details that could ultimately lead to me getting caught. The layout of my room is extremely helpful in my plan. There is no windows anywhere in the room, including in the main door. On the opposite side of main door was the bathroom. There were also no cameras in my room for... well... reasons. On one wall of the room, near the middle, was a wardrobe with a few different pairs of leggings and shirts, in (f/c) and (s/f/c). directly above the wardrobe was a highly convenient air vent that i had managed to get loose enough just to pull in and out but it looked as sturdy as when it was first built. The opposite side of the room had a small single bed with thin sheets against the wall. And, already inside the air shaft, was a music box I had built from some scrap metal and wood the scientists had given me. The best part is, it actually works and plays part of this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9HQKFbNv6ro I had the original song on a disc and was allowed to keep it on repeat, just so the torturers (scientists) could see how music would help me. They really weren't expecting to see me make a music box though. Anyway, I had managed to find a slow spinning fan that I could easily remove and replace, giving me acess to the roof. From the roof I would find a way to get down the building and still be in suitable enough conditon to make a mad dash to the surrounding forest, in which, I could scale a tree and if the scientists do come looking, they won't find me. Well, that was the idea, anyway. I was so glad the scientists are naive enough to think I wouldn't think to escape using the air shafts. I check the clock hanging from the wall. 10:07 PM. The time to set my plan into motion was drawing near.