Not The End

IV

D-day is finally here! now all I gotta do is wait for those shit heads to barge into my cell.

Except, they never did. Even though I lost my sense of time ages ago, I know they definitely should have came hours ago.

Maybe it's a public holiday? but even if it is, the lab would never be completely empty. It never is.

They should come eventually... they always do, always right after I wake up from hibernation.

That was when I noticed the metal door is covered in rust and mold. And so is the rest of my ever so spotless cell, is the cleaner on vacation or something?

Even if they were, it would take years or even decades for this much mould to grow.

Trying my luck, I give the door a strong yank.

The door broke into pieces the second my finger made contact with it.

The feeling of me standing outside my cell was abstruse. Mainly cause I've never felt
anything but pain and hatred for god knows how long.

I just stood rooted to the ground, trying to get my rusty old brain to figure out the next step.

I trudged the soil ridden floor, trying to find a newspaper or a computer.

Or at least that was how people back in my day knew what's going on. Do those even exist anymore.

After a little searching, I laid eyes on a pair of a flat rectangular with straps that seems to be the only gadget not in pieces or consumed by vegetation.

It's screen was shattered in certain places, and a couple of missing were buttons. So I wasn't entirely sure if it was still functioning.

Even If it's malfunctioning, it's not like it'll kill me anyways. What's the worst that could happen other than being a little fried?

I doubtfully strapped the device on my head.

After a few minutes of fumbling with the buttons I managed to get this thing working.

The next thing you know, I was standing in the middle of an unsoiled and bright lab.

The same lab that will forever be engraved in my memories as the start of this hell of a life.

Not sure if going back in time or the fact that the researchers seem to be absolutely unbothered by my presence is more confusing.

Hello?! your deadliest test subject is literally standing right before your eyes! why isn't the alarm going off? why aren't you freaking out??

What's even more confusing was that despite meeting several researchers eyes, I didn't enter my rage state..

Whatever that just means this is a golden opportunity to get some kills.

But when I tried to pounce on a nearby researcher, she just seemed to go through me.

Am I ghost now? did that thingamabob somehow killed me? Whatever that thing took me here for a reason, I should not be wasting time doing mindless shenanigans, I should be searching for clues.

And that I sure did, I peered into every screen in the lab, but they were in some alien language.

How long was I even alive for?

Just then, all the researchers were gathered around a canon like thing outside of the researcher lab.

Despite them speaking in this unknown language, I could tell they're scared and doubtful. Some were even trembling with fear or sweating buckets.

Silence fell upon all the researchers in a trice as they pensively watched a man turning on the canon, furiously scribbling into their notepads.

They all gasped in awe as a red ball of light shot out of the mouth of the canon, floating up the cloudless sky.

Eventough I wasn't physically there, I could feel an sudden wave of swealter getting hotter every passing second as the ball of light ascended into the atmosphere.

But then it exploded with an echoing boom. Detonating like a nuclear bomb, lighting the painted skies in a flash of fiery red.

The field erupted in screams of hysteria. Every researcher melting to the floor like candles, reducing to a puddle of gelatinous substance.

But that wasn't the end of it, the puddles began fusing together in a mess of melted limbs and bodies. Sloshing back to the lab with a soft gurgling sound.

Even without legs, it moved at lighting speed, catching up to the few surviving researchers, engulfing them into it's huge mass.

The fraught screams of the researchers being drowned out by the loud bubbling sound of them melting into the mass, becoming one of those abominations.

In a blink of an eye, I was back in the abandoned lab.

Staring blankly at nothing and everything, my brain struggling to stomach the turmoil that was in front of me seconds ago.