The Disappearance of Tommy

Making Memories

The bright lights that would bother the boy with their persistent 'hum', all at once, they had shut down row after row. He crawled over to his blanket and wrapped it around his small frame, the lights never went out ever since he had been here. He wanted to cry out for someone but he hadn't seen anyone, knew anyone, nobody.

Then all at once the boy felt a sharp sting on his back, he whimpered and tried to reach the spot where his back was hurting. He touched the skin which only caused him further more pain. He felt tears bottle up in his eyes and spill down the side of his cheeks. His skin started to burn everywhere and his finger tips went numb, he threw the blanket off his back and tugged at his shirt.

He started to sob in the dark, he felt his skin be pierced by thousands of needles. He screamed till his throat went sore and his voice went hoarse. That night he didn't get sleep.

In the morning the nice and kind man came to visit just as before. He held the toy that was thrown away yesterday and held his head up high.

"Good morning-" he froze when he saw the patient covered in blood and covered mostly by his blanket.

"Shit." He unlocked the cage and scooped the boy up and in his arms. He rushed to the usual testing room and shouted at the others.

"It's an emergency! Everyone!" He barged in the room and dropped him on the table. Others gasped at the sight and tried to get a good look at what was happening.

"He-.."

"How?!"

"He's...he's grown w-wings!"

"Hurry! Stabilize him!"

An hour had passed and the boy laid solemnly asleep, his 'wings' where a bright white that were covered and dripping in blood when they first found him.

"Is this...a side effect?" One whispered to the other and gossiped for hours on end. Others wondered what to do with the boys new features? In the end there was only one thing left to do, and whatever he decided was what they have to follow through with.

"We need rope."

"Excuse me sir?"

"You heard me, get me rope. Now."

A few scurried off and did as they were told. Others stayed and gently picked the boy up.

"We need to move him to room 08."

"Okay."

They followed through with their orders and ran to them to the room, inside this room was the same walls as usual except they're were chains in the center of the room. They chained his wrists and ankles to the ground and left him on the floor, a person dropped a rope beside the unconscious boy and glanced at the another man in armour.

"Tie the rope around his wings."

"Sir-"

"Do as I say."

"Okay..." he wrapped and tied the small wings together and led the rope towards the door.

"Okay...everyone pull."

With a slight tug the boy jolted awake, they all ignored the boys sobs and screams as they tugged and yanked on his wings.

"Don't hold back!" The men nodded and pulled further more until the wings had finally started to crack. The tissue severed and the bones snapped and the skin was ripped apart as his wings were ripped off of his back. He sobbed and watched blood hit the ground and create a haunting puddle.

The fact of the matter was. This was the first of many, they continued to do this. Once he grew horns and a tail in a night, just like before they shaved down the horns and simply cut off his tail. It caused him pain and his body had been littered with scar tissue, but the boy still laid there clueless.

He grew different kind of amoralities, once he grew antlers, horns of an ram, once his legs morphed into the end of a rattle snake. One night he sat in his cage crying loudly from the pain and misery he had always felt. Instead of waiting till morning the same gentle person from before unlocked the cage and scooped the boy up in his arms.

"I'm sorry, I really am...I'm going to help you." The man carried the boy all the way to a gate. He dropped him on the ground as held his hand.

"What they're doing to you is wrong. They hurt you badly, so listen to me." He cupped the boys face and gave a warm smile.

"I need you to run, immediately. Once I open this gate, alarms will go off and they'll look for you. I need you to run as fast as you can and find a place to hide. You need to stay silent or you won't survive." The boy wiped away his tears and turned around to stare at the gate.

"It's been nice knowing you, kid." He pressed the button and the large gate started to open, the child looked up at the guy covered in armour clueless and confused. The man shoved him outside and watched his small feet pick up the pace. He slowly disappeared into the forest, and it was reassuring.

"What have you done?!"

"I set him free."