MICAH
Bang . . .
Bang . . .
Bang . . .
The sound of metalic banging rang through my ears. Over and over again the noise would play till it resonated within my head. Till that was the only thing that I could focus on, the only thing my mind could grasp. The sound pushed my thoughts from the blurred image in front of me. It pushed away all the emotions that I felt. It pushed away everything until all that was left was the banging that echoed itself continuously.
Bang . . .
Something came closer. It was all a blur in my mind. The man who reached over to me. Things around my wrists and ankles released. The numbing pain that had pulsed through my body.
Bang . . .
I couldn't move.
Bang . . .
Each time that retched metalic rhythm pulsed through my ears a sharp pain would jump through my head. The pain that spiraled through my body and left me nauseous kept me pinned down by invisible hands.
Then it wasn't just invisible hands. I had felt the warm feeling of flesh as it wrapped around my arms.
Gently and carefully my limp body was lifted. I was held in a sitting position, my numb body unable to hold its own weight. Just like a child. A little baby unable to hold its head up or keep its back straight.I was too young to remember what it felt like, but I'm sure it felt exactly like this. This uselessness that gnawed at you. This fogged up brain that made it hard to understand anything that was going on. I couldn't make sense of what was going on around me. I didn't know why I was here. I didn't know where I was. I didn't know who held me in place. I don't know why I feel like this.
Bang . . .
I cringed at the sound, and the hand around my arm tightened.
"Gale, it is ok. We're here." a calm voice said from in front of me.
Was he talking to me? Who is Gale? That is when it hit me. My eyes went wide, and I wanted to pull away from the man holding me. Hide in a corner and forget the thoughts that flooded though my mind. Who am I? But there was no escape, the man's hands tightened around my arms, and I couldn't get free.
"Everything is going to be fine Gale, well figure this out."
My eyes must have still shown my confusion because he continued saying, "there was an accident. Gale the car crash you were in caused a brain bleed. The rupture has caused the hippocampus of your brain to retain damage, leading to your recent memory loss."
Car crash?
Bang . . .
Memory loss?
Bang . . .
Through all my confusion, and the thoughts that raged through my mind the banging still stuck out. It still played in my head like a beating drum.
Bang . . .
Over and over again the torturous sound played. Getting louder each time.
The mans face in front of me never changed from his calmed concerned look. He never jumped or flinched to the sound. And as he started talking once more his muffled words were never fazed by the horrendous sound.
Bang . . .
He just kept talking as if it was never there.
Bang . . .
His words never reached my ears. By now with the banging and the confusion, and my mind running wild, I became too overwhelmed and just wanted to escape from sounds and thought slamming into me, Luckily that had come fast with the unconsciousness that followed a couple seconds after.
Or at least that is what I had thought until I heard the talking.
"The machine worked!"
"Yes the transfer is complete, the boy is no longer who he was before. He is ready to be molded into project 27." A different voice had replied.
I heard nothing else of the conversation. Because that is when the voices stopped, and footsteps approached. Then they stopped. Suddenly and unexpectedly they stopped. And a voice spoke from above me.
"You weren't supposed to hear that. So you won't remember it." Then I shifted as a needle was shoved into my shoulder.
And the darkness that covered my eyes consumed the rest of my mind.
AUTHORS NOTE
Hey guys!!!! Uhhh so we will just ignore the fact that this chapter is short and also like several months late. Huh
Any ways,
Yes I know that Micah's name is not Gale. Hopefully you understood what I did there. If not please comment and I will answer any question you have. This goes for any thing not just the names.
Also I want to hear your theories, thoughts, constructive criticism.Love y'all
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