A really messy and unexplainable story (ARMAUS)

Page 9/Ronald's POV/Flashback

“Wake up, it's time to run some tests!” The familiar--and annoying--voice shouted, stirring my ‘roommate’ awake, and in turn, me as well. I got up, groaning. “Another migraine?” my roommate, a blond male named Jay asked. I nodded in response. “Yeah, I think those tests that theyr’e running on us are messing with me, I keep having these weird dreams and stuff.” Jay nodded, silenty acknowledging me as he continued getting dressed for the day. “What do you think that old bat is gonna make us do today?” Jay asked after a period of silence that felt like an eternity. “Not sure, maybe he’ll give you some concoction to give you a third eye, you need it, Blindy.” I said with a smile. ‘Blindy’ was a nickname I had given Jay since he always ended up tripping or running into things. “Yeah yeah, whatever you say” he replied with a smile. He had a good sense of humor and knew if I was joking, even if my tone didn’t imply such. I liked Jay, he was a good person. It really upset me when he just..disappeared one day.

I’d heard from other patients at the facility that he had turned into some..superhuman. He was now classified as a Class A, the most deadly classification amongst the patients. Whispers about Jay continued, and I tried to learn more, but could never catch onto any details I didn’t already know. I would have never guessed that the Scientist and his staff could be wrong, but Jay…he was far more than a Class A. When did I realize this? When the alarm went off one day, during my daily tests with the Scientist. During one of the injections, one of his assistants ran in, out of breath and stammering frantically. Her words were incapable of comprehension, so the Scientist told her to catch her breath and calm down for a moment.

Once the assistant was calmed down enough to speak legible sentences, the Scientist and I both learned what all the panic was over. “Class A 39007 has escaped!” she shouted, beginning to panic again. Hearing this seemed to shock the Scientist, and he ended up injecting more of that serum than he meant to. I thought for a moment, wondering who 39007 was. After some time, my eyes widened. Jay. 39007 was Jay’s Identification Number. “We need to evacuate as soon as possible!” his assistant shouts. The Scientist scowls and crosses his arms “And leave behind all of my hard work? Never!”

I listened to the two fight back and forth, glancing at the door every now and then. All of a sudden, the closed (and locked) door was thrown off of its hinges. Oh no. Jay was in here now. I watched as he tore the Scientits (Scientist)’s assistant apart. He slowly moved his eyes into my direction, but his glance quickly shifted to the Scientist instead. During the commotion of the Scientist running and trying to calm Jay down, I ran. I ran as far from that facility as I could, before getting dizzy and passing out. When I awoke, I wasn't the same man I was before. I was…the clown (literally) that I would be stuck as in the future.

End of Ronald’s Flashback/POV