Chapter 2- The Dream Facility

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My eyelids flew open.

I still had a bag over my face but the sounds were louder than if I was in a car. I was also sitting in what seemed to be a chair. I moved my hands with ease.

Guess they forgot to tie me up.

Then why did this feel nothing like a kidnapping?

I slowly took the bag off and gasped.

Around me was something out of a sci-fi movie. It was a white circular room, with doors leading to seemingly testing facilities. Every door was labeled with a number. Around the doors were huge control panels. I finally looked down and realized that I was not sitting on a chair.

It was a half cylinder, with a glass top and white sides and bottom. Frankly, it looked like a cott.

I looked beside me to see John.

"Welcome to the Dream Facility ma'am"

I stared. It was all I could do not to gape at him.

I quickly regained my senses.

"What the heck was that? Who do you think you are? You can't go around kidnaping people!"

He stared, " I can if I was ordered by the government itself."

Is this guy sane?

"Take me back home right no-"

I was interrupted when I realized that every scientist in the facility had stopped what they were doing and were staring at me.

"What?"

I heard footsteps in the newfound silence. That is when I realized they were looking past me.

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