The Flash Disk

Chapter 2.

Note:

Let's see what Ranboo has in store for us.

Pov.Ranboo

The doors closed behind my back as a guard harshly locked them. And here I am, again, standing in my room. It doesn't look any special. It has plain white walls and a light grey floor. My bed is in the corner and a little table with a few scattered papers.

I'm always bored in my room, there is nothing to do. The only thing I can do is draw or write. I can't draw, so I tried writing, but there is nothing to write about.

All days are the same.

Every day, we have to talk with the doctors, so they get to know more about our "abilities". And after lunch it's experiment time. I've always hated those. It's just doctors trying to find a way to control my so-called abilities.

That's the whole reason I'm stuck here. I was born with a dangerous disorder. There is this side of me that sometimes wakes up and does whatever it wants. It's mostly very aggressive. It's almost like sleepwalking. Doctors call it Enderwalk. I never remember what have I done In this state.

It's not much of an ability, more like a curse that's keeping me in this faculty.

I thought that maybe they would help me, maybe even get rid of it, but they don't care. They are just using me.

The experiments were not helping at all, The most useful information they got was that water might trigger it.

It was already late, as the fake light in the room was getting dimmer. I laid onto my bed and was trying to fall asleep. It's not like I have something better to do.

It was like 2 in the morning when a loud knock on my door woke me up from my sleep.

I was angry. I was quite enjoying my sleep. Doesn't matter now.

So I got up from my bed. The doors opened. I have to close my eyes, because they weren't fully prepared for the blast of light from the other side of the doors. When my eyes adjusted, I made out 3 people standing in the door. There were 2 heavy armed soldiers and a doctor.

I didn't recognize the doctor standing before me. He was tall, but not as tall as me. He had dirty blonde hair, similar to mine. His name tag said Dr. Clay.

'What 2 fully armed soldiers and a completely new doctor wanted from me at 2 am?'

The doctor held out his hand for a handshake. "Hello there, my name is dr. Clay, but you can call me Dream instead."

'Dream? What a weird nickname.'

Dream continued: "Sorry to bother you so late at night, but I really need to talk with you about your special abilities."

'Special abilities is the last thing I would call it.'

"Su-sure" My voice was rusty. Haven't been talking in a while.

"Let's take you to my office then." The two guards grabbed me by my arms, one at each side, as they started dragging me down a long hall to what probably is Dream's office.

Dream was saying along the way, but I wasn't paying attention to him. I was too tired to concentrate. But a few words stuck out.

"We might know how to cure your disorder"

'Wait. They know how to get rid of it?'

But all the hope that came to me, left as fast as it came.

"But don't worry, we won't get rid of your abilities just yet. You may not see it, but your abilities could be very useful."

"Like what?" I asked through my clenching teeth. He was making me angry.

"Well I was researching your abilities for quite a while now. You see every time you fall asleep your consciousness is replaced with another one, and I discovered your 2nd conciseness is completely fearless. Just imagine a soldier that isn't afraid of anything!"

Dream's words made me sick. ' He wanted to make a weapon from me? The same person that knows how to get rid of this curse?! Man... I can't just have a normal life, can I?'

But Dream's bragging about me being a great weapon material was interrupted. The emergency sirens went off as well as a red flashing light filled the hall they were walking through.

You could hear a loud robotic voice repeating "EMERGE-, EMERGE-," It was broken, and it never finished the line, so no-one knew what the emergency was for. Dream seems to be panicked by that as he orders the two guards to take me back to my room.

I could hear screaming from the hall where my and other subjects have their rooms. When we turned around the corner we were exposed to what I would call Chaos.

There were people running everywhere and just a few guards trying to taze them. I could hear the two guards talking.

"Holy- this is bad, George. We should bail!"

"But Sapnap, Dream is going to kill us!"

"Whatever, I don't want to get eaten by these maniacs!"

"Sure, let's go then."

'And there they go. So now it's my time to get out of this hellhole!' I turned around and was running behind the two guards, but they were like three times faster than me, so I lost them after a while. I was just running through different halls, not meeting anyone. I ran across an open door, there was a big Dr. Clay sign on them. 'Wait, he does know how to get rid of my curse!' So I entered the room. No-one was here.

He jumped onto the pc and started scrolling through different folders. Then he saw his name on one of the folders. But when he opened it, it was empty.

.

.

"What?"

The broken voice was finally repaired.

"EMERGENCY, THEY ATTACKED OUR SERVER. PLEASE KEEP TRACK OF THE IMPORTANT FILES"

'So the files weren't there any more'

I decided It would be better with his curse outside this building than taking the risk and staying there. So he ran out of the room, back to his never-ending trip through different halls and corridors.

Finally, he found a staircase. He rushed to the door at the end, but he didn't expect what he saw when he opened the door.

Pure chaos.

If that before was chaos then this was full on war.

There were people pushing themselves trying to get out, doctors panicking all over the place, guards attacking the closest person to them.

I had nothing to lose, so I just joined. Then the guard a few meters from me collapsed. 'Poor man' By the loose of the guard, few of the people got out. Including me.

It was very nice outside, but not for long. It was raining. That ment-

I was starting to lose conciseness.

And then I blacked out.

Note:

Hope you liked Ranboo's point of view.

I'm tired.