Experiment Number 7218
Prologue: (Britt Nicole as Brittany Slater, picture above)
Brittany Slater's POV:
Eight Years Ago
"Give me back my phone, Ashton!" I yell as I jump for it, attempting to grab it from my much taller older brother.
"Not until you say you love me!" He smiles down his mistchevious smile. Ashton has ADHD, possibly the worst case ever, and is a very bubbly person. But today, he's being just plain annoying.
"I hate you! Now give it back! Mom!" I yell back.
He quickly gives it back and looks around the living room, making sure Mom isn't coming. I love her, but she can set you in your place, especially Ashton. "You're so mean to me!" He claims, pouting like a child.
"Keep your paws off of my phone." I argue back, slipping my phone in my back pocket.
I'm about to walk away, but I hear a car door shut.
"Dad's home! I call Dorito's!" I yell and take off running to greet my Dad home from the store. I swing the door open, but what greets me is not my father. Multiple men shove through the doorway, covered in equipment.
They have on white suits, almost like something you would wear so you won't catch a disease, and masks on. I scream for Mom.
One of them grabs Ashton as the other grabs me, holding his arm across my chest. I wrestle, but stop when I suddenly feel something that feels like lava flow through my neck. I slowly lose feeling in my arms, then my torso, then my legs.
He picks me up and I see them repeating the action with my mother and all of the other Wolves in the Pack house that they can find. As we step outside, light begins to grow dark, and white turns black.
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Experiment Number 7218
Science FictionAll I can hear is the loud ring of silence. It's broken only once a day, when a small portion meal comes through a slot that is immediately sealed after. It's dark. Nothing but black. I lost count of the days at 127. I don't know where I am, I've on...
