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【6】

"Stop! Get off me!" Tom shouted as he kicked and struggled. For most people, "the closet" didn't sound so scary. But to Tom, he was horrified. He hated the dark and was extremely claustrophobic, especially when he was alone. He remembered one time when he, Edd, Matt, and Tord were playing truth or dare. Edd dared him to spill his darkest secret. Tom responded with, "the dark" and Tord teased him for it.
Tom realized that he was using his fear to make him join him. Tom told himself to stay stong and not snap. The soldier threw him into the closet and locked it. Tom sat in a corner and took deep breaths. "Tu vas bien Thomas. Tout va bien.." he mumbled to himself. He routinely looked over his shoulder in case anything would pop up behind him even if he was by himself. Later, a soldier came in. Tom backed up closer to the corner until he couldn't go back anymore. "S'il te plait ne... S-S'il te plait.." he whispered. The soldier smirked and raised up a fist. Proceeding to beat Tom mercilessly.

"Fuck Tord. Fuck this. Fuck this town. Fuck everything." Matt grumbled. Edd turned to him. "Matt, don't." he begged. Matt turned to face him. "Don't what!?" he exclaimed in anger, "Don't be mad? Don't be angry? Everyone thinks I can't do much! Everyone thinks we can't do much! I bet you he's in that stupid little office of his, chuckling his ass off! Edd we need to break out of here and find Tom!" Edd just frowned and stared at the floor. Matt sighed sadly. "I don't know what happened.." he said, sitting down next to Edd. Edd looked at him in confusion. "I-I forgot what happened to Tom. I'm scared and mad. I'm a liability.. I don't wanna go...I don't want you to go.." Matt said softly. Edd sighed. "What's it been? Like two weeks now? We're already falling apart. Literally." he mumbled. Matt huffed.
"I guess so."
"We gotta get ourselves together."
"What?"
"Hmm?"
"You were saying something about getting ourselves together. Why?"
"Oh. I-It was nothing."
"Hm. Okay."
Edd hugged Matt and Matt hugged back. They stayed like that for a while. Matt pulled away. "Hey." he said quietly. "Hm?" Edd hummed.
"I'm uh, I'm sorry about Tom."
"..Oh.."
"Yeah, I know you still cared about him."
"It's okay Matt. He wanted to move on. Just..let it be."
Matt nodded. Edd sighed. The two sat in silence, not knowing what to say to each other. Suddenly, another soldier came by. Banging, the cell door again, he came in and took Matt. Matt struggled and restrained. "Edd!" he shouted after him. "Matt no!" Edd shouted. The soldier slung Matt over his shoulder. He poked Edd's head with his gun. "Shut up." he demanded. Tears streamed down Edd's face as he watched Matt get taken away. He balled up and cried. "Matt..." He whispered, crying harder. He hated being alone. He absolutely hated it! Now that both of his friends were gone, he felt hopeless. "Hey!" someone shouted from the cell across from Edd's. Edd paused and sniffled. He looked up and saw a man from the other cell. "Hey you!" he shouted. "Me?" Edd asked. "Yes you!" the man shouted. "Stop ya whining and get up! You ain't gonna save your friends if you're sittin' around and whinin' like that!" Edd looked around. "Excuse me?" he asked, wiping his eyes. The man scoffed.
"Get up. I know you can."
"Why don't you get up? What the hell do you want from me? What do you expect me to do anyway?"
"I don't know, get up and fight!?"
"Fight how!? I'm stuck in here and I can't get out!"
"Find. A. Way."
"Hmph."
Edd huffed and looked around. He sighed. "Go away random person." he muttered sadly. The man sighed. He turned around and walked farther from the bars in his cell. Edd sighed again. "Get up." he thought to himself. Those two words echoed in the back of his mind. Maybe the man was right. He just needed to get up.
Matt was taken to Tord's office, again. Tord slowly turned around on his heels. "Hello Matt." he greeted. Matt stayed silent. "Nothing? No "I'm gonna kill you!" or "Shut up!" hmm?" Tord asked, "Very well then. I hope you like science." Tord looked over to the soldier. "Ta ham til laboratoriet." he instructed. The soldier nodded. "Ja sir Rød Leder sir!" he replied. He took Matt and dragged him out. Matt raised both his middle fingers and mouthed "fuck you." Tord smiled. "Well goodbye to you too." he chuckled.

More weeks passed and Tom was still in the closet. All he could see was black. Darkness. Nothing. He regularly got beaten by the soldiers. He cried to himself. He started to actually consider working for Tord. He just wanted to be out of that place. He slowly rocked back and fourth, talking quietly to himself. "You can't work for him Tom. He's not right in the head." he whispered, "If you don't get out sooner, you'll be the same! "Pourrait aussi bien..." He got up slowly and banged on the door. "LET ME OUT! I'LL DO IT, I'LL JOIN HIM, JUST LET ME OUT!" he screamed. His voice was a bit raspy and dry from all the sobbing. He cleared his throat and was about to scre again when a soldier opened the door. He wore an angry expression on his scarred face. Tom was taken back then realized what he was doing. "W-Wait! I'll work for Tord! Please just don't!" he exclaimed. The soldier smiled menacingly and grabbed Tom, dragging him to Tord's office. He threw Tom in and kicked him when he was on the ground. "Han gjør det. Trenger mye trening skjønt." The soldier chuckled. Tord smiled and let out a small laugh. Tom slowly lifted himself up off  of the ground. Tord looked at him to see all the damage the soldiers have done to him. Bruises, cuts, blood. It was perfect. He smirked. "So you say you will work for me?" he asked. Tom nodded slowly. "You will be my assistant?" Tord asked again. Tom nodded once again. Tord slapped his face. "Use words now my pet." he demanded. Tom whimpered and looked at Tord. He sighed. Mimicing the other soldiers, he replied,

"Yes Red Leader sir."

Tord looked at the soldier. "Gå til laboratoriet. Jeg vil ha modifikasjoner. Kroppsmodifikasjoner. Jeg trenger kurver, spesielt for det jeg vil gjøre mot ham. Ikke la ham se Matt. Jeg har noe spesielt for deres møte." he spoke. The soldier nodded and saluted. "Ja sir Rød Leder sir!" he exclaimed. He then took Tom and brought him to the lab. The soldier looked at a scientist. He walked over to him with Tom. "Rød Leder trenger kroppsmodus. Kurver." he ordered. The scientist analyzed Tom's body. He nodded in approval. Tom didn't like that. So many people staring at his body. Especially the bright lights in his face. His “eyes” were much weaker than they used to be. "Fortell ham at jeg vil få det gjort." the scientist said. The soldier nodded and shoved Tom by the scientist. He walked out the lab with a smirk. Tom looked at the scientist. "What are you gonna do to m-" Tom was cut off by the man. "-None of your pitiful concern." he said.
He took Tom by the arm and dragged him to the table. "Knyt ham! Han må gjøre kroppsendringer! Rød Leder ber om det!" he exclaimed. Doctors came rushing in. They took Tom and forced him down to the table. "Stop! Let me go! Let me go!" Tom protested, fighting back. The doctors won in the end and Tom was strapped down onto the table. Tom was then greeted by another bright light in his face. A doctor leaned over him with a needle. He quickly injected it into Tom, turning back to the other doctors. Tom slowly closed his eyes, his eyelids getting heavier. He then fell asleep, not knowing what they were doing to him.