Experiment 1639

The person in all black

The female slept silently in the gross, disgusting, unclean bed, trying her best to get some rest. She tossed and turned, making the cockroaches under the bed scurry all over the ground below her. The female never heard them nor acknowledged the bugs existence.

Nothing in that room was comfortable or welcoming, it was the exact opposite. The whole room smelt of rust dust, blood, and dead rat. The dying rat smell was coming from the old rotting rat carcass that was in the corner of the room beside the front door. There were cockroaches, ants, and bugs surrounding the corpse; eating away at the skin and meat that had remained. The entrails were out of its stomach and maggots were squirming around on the inside of the dead carcass, slowly emerging from the dry bloody entrails that remained from the corpse. The entrails were either all flat and deflated or being eaten by the cockroaches. The maggots wiggled and squirmed and tried to escape but they either ended up falling back into the body or allowing their wet, slimy bodies hit the concrete ground. The female didn't really notice them until she finally raised her head and faced the dead carcass. Since the female couldn't see what was causing the foul smell she just lied her head back down onto the pillow and sighed, the intense boredom finally getting to her. The outside noises were muffled by the sturdy concrete walls that had separated her from the fresh outside air, but the noises were still there and she could hear them if she listened hard enough. There were no windows or air vents anywhere in this room, so no air circulation could get into this room. It would help her feel way less nauseous if there were windows in this room she could open, but alas, there weren't any. This really was a punishment, and quite a cruel one at that. All these weird smells in this room formed together and had made an even awful odor then it had been before. This newer smell could make any person scrunch their nose and narrow their eyes, but The female didn't have a nose to scrunch or a pair of eyes to narrow. All she could do was lie there and breathe in the disgusting air of this confined concrete room. The faint taste of blood and rotting rat corpse in the air got into the females mouth as she breathed the air, landing on her tounge and making her grumble in disgust. Her head shook some then she sighed heavily.
I'm never getting out of this place....
The female thought to herself as she rolled over onto her side. Everything was still and quiet until a loud bang hit the door and echoed throughout the room. The female flinched and sat up-right instantly, using her legs to lift herself up and turning her body to face the door. The cockroaches by the dead rat corpse scurried away in a quick hurry and the maggots wiggled even more desperately to escape the carcass. Yet another bang against the metal door, louder this time. The banging was coming from the other side of the bared metal door, from the outside of the room. The door shook each time the object banged against the door. The female went to back away but she realized she was still in the straight jacket and muzzle. She huffed and grunted as she pushed her arms around and scratched her claws at the straight-jacket, trying to loosen it up. Nothing worked, until a lightbulb lit up in her head like in a cartoon scene. She bent her head down as far as it could go and she latched her teeth into the fabric hard she pulled her head upwards. the fabric ripped loudly then her arms got freed and She pulled the straight-jacket off her body then she stretched her arms over her head. She sighed then started to struggle with the muzzle issue. She flopped down onto the bed and started to yank and pull on the muzzle, that didn't work. Then she kicked her feet to the muzzle and it flew off, falling to the floor with a loud clank. The banging on the door started up again, even louder and at a faster pace. There was either something trying to break in or some rabid animal was ramming themselves across the door cause they smell a free meal and they want it before some other predator finds it. After one last loud bang the door swung open. It hit the wall with brute force, making the door shake and creak as it slowly started to close. The female turned her head to face the door then she stared blankly at the stranger in front of the doorway.
she got onto her hands and feet and her claws dug into the mattress as she clenched the bedsheets. a person in all black clothing stood infront of the doorway, a hatchet in hand and their head held low to face the ground of the girls room. She tilted her head to the side and then took a step off the bed. she couldn't tell who this stranger was but they were either helping her or about to butcher her with that hatchet.

"C'mon, hurry up. You don't want the bossy security man to catch us do you?"

'This voice...' the female thought to herself 'have I heard it before...?'

The female growled softly at the person, slowly approaching over cautiously and stopping by the door, facing the person in all black. The person looked at the female then pointed their Hatchet's handle towards the entrance into the woods.

"Were heading this way, through the woods. I apologize I didn't get you out when it was sunrise, the Security guy was still awake and guarding the back fence."

The stranger explained, walking at a slow pace so the female could follow along without having to run behind them. She followed accouple steps behind, enjoying the cool breeze that blew against her face. It went through her hair and raised it up, cooling off her body and stopping the hot sweat that was coming out the pores on the back of her neck. The breeze was able to snatch the females bowtie out of her hair and make it land accouple feet behind them. She didn't even notice.

"...you glad to be out of that room? I saw how terrible it was..."

The Stranger asked in a gentle tone, trying to strike up a conversation with the female. She lifted her head up and tilted it to the side, like a dog trying to understand a humans words. This female wasn't the best when it came to human conversations anymore. She had forgotten what it was like to be a human with free-will.

She had forgotten what it even meant to be human at all.

"Ill take that as a 'yes'"

The person said, interrupting her thoughts. She made a grumble sound then walked at a speed that could match their pace. They guided the female throughout the woods until they reached a spot where this big mansion was visible. The person turned their head to look at the girl, Their hoodie was over their head and they had a dark shadow casted over their face, making their identity literally hidden away by the darkness.

"Don't worry, this place is way better then the Mental Asylum..."

They said before facing forward again, slowing their pace and allowing The female to catch up to them. She raised her hand up to her head and something odd started to submerge from under the skin and muscle. The muscle underneath the girls palm parted open and an eyeball slowly came upwards from the muscle. The eyeball made a small bulge under the skin before her skin did the same thing the muscle did. The skin parted open and the eye appeared in the middle, The skin around the eye carefully tucked around the eye, making it secure and much harder for it to fall out of the new socket the skin had made. Her eye looked left, right, up, down, vertically, horizontally, and every which-way. The eye examined the mansion ahead of them, the deep woods that had a beautiful glow from the moonlight, the ground which was a normal earth like ground, and even the person in the black outfit infront of her. Since she could see them better, she had a better view of their character. Their figure was tall, the exposed arms were long and basically just skin and bone, no muscle or meat on their arms. The black hoodie the stranger wore was skin tight, showing the persons body was skinny and slender... The female was sure she knew who this person was, but maybe it was just a mix up. It couldn't be who she thought it was...could it?