- 8 - A new celebrity

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When you regained consciousness, there was only silence. Both in and outside of your head. Nothing else.

You opened your eyes and didn’t recognize where you were. You were almost positive it was not a hospital. Not that you were an expert on hospitals, but there would probably be more noise in a hospital. However you were laying in a bed, and there was something going into your arm. You tried to move but your whole body was just in so much pain.

Since you couldn’t see anything, you decided to wait. If you were safe or not was still to be determined, but there was little you could do to help yourself. 

After a few minutes -or maybe an hour-, a light was turned on not far from you. It helped you to get a better look at your surroundings. The lab. You were in the lab. At work. It was completely empty. So you were at work, in the middle of the night. For a moment you wished you were in a regular hospital. 

Then you heard something. Someone was coming. From the sound of it, more than one. Since you couldn’t understand who it was or what they were talking about, you focused and tried getting in the closest head from you. But there was nothing. They were probably still too far. You waited a few seconds and tried again. Your head started to hurt again, but you didn’t feel anything else. As the voices were getting closer, you considered panicking and screaming for help. 

You opted for the safest option in your opinion. You closed your eyes and waited. 

Another light was turned on, and you could now see the whole lab. If your assumptions were correct, you were in one of the rooms in the back, where you had never been before. Only a few people were allowed here, and your time as a bad thoughts detector didn’t require you to spend much time there. 

People emerged from behind a wall and stood in the middle of the lab, in front of a few screens, showing images of a brain and a whole lot of things were written all around. You guessed it was probably about you, since there didn't seem to be anyone else. 

But if you could now clearly see who was talking, you didn’t feel so pleased about it. 

Mrs Potts and Happy were there. Talking to America’s brand new Captain and his oh so scary friend. Bucky. Like you were going to call him that. You weren’t friends or anything, and as far as you were concerned, he could very well be responsible for your current situation. 

You tried to remember everything you could about the party. There was a lot of panicking involved. And then you lost control and then you woke up here. Very helpful. 

You sat up on the bed and lowered the blanket that was covering you. You gasped when you saw blood on your dress. First, was it yours ? You didn’t remember anything about a fight. Second, it seemed as if it had dried down. The store would *never* take it back in that state. 

You looked back at them and tried to listen to their conversation. You couldn’t hear but from the looks on their faces, it seemed like they were arguing about something. You tried to ignore the fact that it could be about how you betrayed your employer to help some strangers and ended up fainting in public, all the while embarrassing said employer in front of very influential people in town. 

Now they were close enough, you decided to jump in their heads. Just to see what kind of damage you had caused. But again, you failed. Maybe there was something wrong with you. Maybe you were broken. Whatever it was, the mind reading was not working anymore. 

Something clearly caught their attention because they all stopped talking to look at the screens next to them. Then they turned to your room. You had hopes that they didn’t see you and that you could just lay back and pretend to be asleep. They all very clearly saw that you were awake and they were now walking towards your room. 

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