PROJECT ANDERSON

CHAPTER FIVE: SARGE/ANDIE

I made my way to the security room to unlock the cells. Normally George or Charlie would be in there making sure that no one was tampering with the research, but the man that sat in there now was not my friend anymore.

After killing George, I made my way over to the control panel.

I didn't know how it worked, but it couldn't be that hard to figure out.

All the cell doors were connected to this one panel, but anyone with an authorized badge could enter them at any time. Unfortunately I didn't have one of those, so my only hope was that damn panel.

So many fucking buttons, so little time to figure it out before I have to go back to Timmy.

"Come on Sarge, you're a smart man you can figure this out." I said trying to hype myself up.

The panel didn't have labels on it, so I couldn't tell which cells were for the lab and which ones were for the containment units.

Containment was where they put the people that were at risk of the virus becoming cannibalistic.

The contained people were considered dead and dangerous.

My brother Marty was in there and as much as I would have loved to see him again, I knew that he wasn't my brother anymore.

He was one of them...a monster only after blood and flesh.

I sat on the floor and shook...there was something wrong with me.

My body hurt...it felt like something was ripping through me.

"Ah...fuck!" I screamed as blood trickled down from the wounds that covered my body.

My bones cracked as I moved to my knees, my hands planted firmly to floor.

"Help Me!" I called hoping that someone would come and take the pain away.

I felt like I was transforming into something like David Kessler in an American Werewolf in London.

What kind of cure was this if it kills you?

 "Ah...you fucking bastards!" I screamed again as I slammed my fist on the floor. "I won't let you do this to me!"

Painfully I pulled myself off the floor and slowly made my way over to the door.

I was going to get out of there, even if I had to use my body as a battering ram.

As I looked at the panel I noticed something out of the corner of my eye.

Looking over towards the cameras, I noticed a woman that was banging on the door of her cell.

The monitor was labeled Anderson and along the bottom there wasn't a timestamp, so I knew this was a live feed.

I picked up the phone and turned on the intercom for her room.

"Anderson calm down, I'm working on getting you out, but I need more time." I said as I watched the woman look around the room. "You can talk to me if it will help."

"Where am I?" Anderson asked softly as she continued to search her cell.

"A Medical Research Facility in Washington D.C." I answered as I continued to watch the woman.

"Why am I here?" 

"I don't know I wish I could tell you, but I can't." I answered before looking back at the panel. "Can you tell me what you see in your room, maybe it will help me get you out."

"Not much here, just a bed, tubes, screens, and blood." She answered as she looked around.

"I know that you're in a lab cell, but they forgot to label the fucking locking panel." I said frustrated.

"Ah...shit!" The woman screamed and fell to the floor.

"Are you okay Anderson?" I asked as I looked back at the screen.

"Yeah...it just fucking hurts." She answered weakly.

"I'll get you out soon I promise." 

All these promises that I didn't even know if I could keep.

"Why are you doing this?" 

"I want to make things right." I answered with a smirk. "My name is William by the way, but you can call me Sarge."

"I would tell you my name, but I don't remember it." She said with a pained laugh.

"Well all I can tell you that your last name is Anderson, so I'll call Andie." I said before going back to the panel.

"Is there a computer near by, maybe they put a diagram of the panel on it." Andie offered before there was loud ear piercing sound that escaped the phone receiver.

"Hold on I'll try to turn off whatever that is!" I yelled hoping that she could hear me.

I looked around the room trying to tune out the noise, so I could hear what Sarge was trying to say, but it was fruitless. My body hurt and I couldn't hear anything, but that deafening noise.

My heart was pounding and I could feel the blood rushing to my ears.

I looked down at the floor and felt a burning sensation in my stomach...maybe there was a reason they had those tubes in my arms, but why?

"Andie! Andie! Can you hear me!?" Sarge's voice yelled from the speaker.

"Yes!" I yelled back, hoping that he couldn't see what I was doing.

"Good, I need you to look away from the floor and focus on helping me get you out of there."  He commanded.

I looked up from the floor and back up to the speaker on the wall.

"Did you look for a diagram of the panel?" I asked as I tried to clear my thoughts.

"I was trying to turn off that sound for you." Sarge said calmly. "I'm looking now."

"Do you know what happened to the children I was brought in with?" I asked hoping that he knew where Ashley was.

"Just Timmy." He said almost disappointed that he couldn't tell me more.

"Where's the containment unit?" I asked as I looked at the profile again.

"Andie maybe we should worry about getting you out first." The stranger said sternly.

"I'm just trying to find my niece and fiancé." I said, but I really shouldn't have.

"Tell me about them." He said as he took another calming breath. "Tell me what you remember about yourself."

The truth was I couldn't remember much, I remembered my brother, Ashley, and Dorian but I couldn't remember where I came from or who I even was fully.

"Andie, you need to speak to me." I said through the the phone.

"Don't worry about letting me out Sarge." Andie said softly.

"What's wrong Andie?" I asked as I looked back at the camera screen.

"Cure Incubator..." She said before collapsing on the floor again.