Maxine & Ash

Chapter 3

        I don't know what kind of testing I will be doing today. Hopefully it isn't simulations. I hate the feeling of a fake reality. It's like the feeling you get when you're about ot go on stage and preform for a crowd. But you aren't preforming for a crowd this time. You're preforming for the scientists.

        I walk into Dr.Meyers's office, but he isn't sitting in his office chair. Matter of fact he isn't even in his office. This shouldn't worry me, but it does. The man is always on time and never leaves his office. 'I will just wait five minutes then I will go find him' I think as I sit in the chair opposite of his. I look around his office for something to occupy myself with. I notice that there are a couple of filing cabinets in the corner of his office next to his closet. I know I souldn't look through them but my couriosity gets the best of me. I see that the drawers are in alphabetical order. They must be the names of everyone in the facility. I open the S drawer and look for my name. I found it: Springfield. I open the smooth manila folder and start to read:

        Name:Maxine Springfield        age:16        Home town: Madison, Wisconsin        DOB: 1-26-20

        Maxine has made lots of progress. Mentally and physically. Her brain health and her strength are higher than all of the contestants we are looking at here in the facility. She is the most qualified for what we need. The perfect human. We can certainaly use her DNA to our benifit. We have to keep her fit, healthy, and well fed if we want to keep this research going. We want the future generations to have the perfect balance of everything in the human body. As my research states. Thats what Maxine Springfield has. 

        I would have kept reading on if it weren't for the footsteps coming down the hall. I quickly closed the cabinet drawer and hurried into the chair. I could hear Dr.Meyers talking to a voice I didn't recognize ouside the door. "She is the only one we need right now. We can keep testing the others for good measure if you insist Director"

"Yes. I think we should keep testing the others for the sake of the cause. Just remember, whatever you and your men do, this project cannot get out into the public eye."

"Yes,sir. You have my word."

        I try not to show any emotion as Dr.Meyers walks in and sits down behind his desk. I make a quick mental note to tell Ash everything I just read and heard. "Are you ready for your testing today Ms.Springfield? We are doing a similation."

"Let's get it over with" I say.

        I already know what to do when we get into the simulation room. There is a small platform surrounded by padding. I walk on the platform and wait for Dr.Meyers to inject me with the stimulant. He walks up onto the plaform and takes my arm into to his ice cold hands. His touch feels like glaciers rushing through my vains, or is that the stimulant. I won't find out becaue thats when it all goes black.

        I'm standing in a bank, and I'm holding a gun. I see the objective of this simulaton right away.Take down the security gaurds and get the money. I look to see how many security gaurds there are and how many of them are armed. Three security gaurds and two of them have guns. Time for a strategy. I check my souroundings for all possible places to duck for cover behind. To the left of me is a big wooden information desk. Luckily all the security gaurds are in the front of the bank. The armed guards are to the left and to the right. The useless one without a weapon is standing in the middle. If I shoot the left one down, then I can dive behind the desk. I point my gun and pull the trigger, but the right gaurd is one step ahead of me.He is already shooting towards the desk, so I don't have another choice but to go his way. I start shootig at the armed gaurd and I hit him in the stomach. I throw my weapon on the ground as the unarmed gaurd advances towards me. When he's finally close enough to swing at I feel an excruciating pain in my right arm. I don't dare look down at my arm because I already know I've been shot. There's nothing I can do about my arm so I start swinging with my left. My left punches aren't as hard as my right one, but I guess they are good enough because shes down in about a minute. I take the money off the counter and and I'm thrown back to consciousness.