CHAPTER 6

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                                                       AARON

THE DOCTOR CHUCKLED SOFTLY, staring at us. I attempted to avoid eye contact unsuccessfully, my eyes darted back and forth between the picture of the girl, and the doctor who proclaims to be the person who created us. Dr. Derek Batchleder, looked at us with interest, grinning. "The scientists will- see you in a moment with some questions." Dr. Batchleder informed uselessly, "until then, please help yourself to some finger-foods." We all jumped, when a cart filled with sandwiches, chips, and flatbread rolls, entered the room.
"We don't want your stupid, bribes!" John said, irritated. "Just let us go and everything will be easier." The doctor stared him down, "for both of us" John finished, as he fingered his wavy, curls. Patrick, for the first time, stayed silent looking at the white, tiles and walls. The restraints released, and John jumped out of his cot and launched himself at Derek. With a sizzle sound he jerked and collapsed on the ground, spasming. Derek pulled out a small remote,
"Oh, we wouldn't want you to leave so early, why don't you- stay a little." He pressed it again, John spasming.
"Stoooop, pleeeaseee-" John pleaded, laying there, veins straining, on his neck and temples.
"Stop it!" I yelled at him swinging my wings at him knocking the remote out of his hands. "Leave." I commanded him, but all he did was grow a smile.
"Time to begin," Derek said, when about seven more scientists walked behind him, "the tests." What happened next was kind of fuzzy.

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