We arrived at a large facility where they were supposed to find out what was wrong with me. I was scared beyond description and I had to helplessly tag along with these people. I was told to stay quiet until I was spoken to or called. We entered the facility and it almost blinded me at how clean it was. Everything was all white making it look like one of those high tech homes you'd predict would be in the future. Speaking of high tech, the amount of gear in there made the place look like it costed more than every house in every state of America, yup it looked that expensive.
They took me to a small room on the fifth floor, it was like the rest of the facility, all white. There wasn't much in there more than a steel platform and a side table with some equipment. The adjacent wall from that was very thick glass with a metal frame. Four of the guys in all white stayed while the rest went to guard the door from the outside. Each of them, stood at one of the four corners in the room. The chief was on the other side looking at me through the glass with some people in lab coats. They looked like scientist which confused me even more.
A woman around fourth five came into my room and instructed me to lie on the platform. On contact I was strapped down in restraints made of metal. As she put on her examination gloves she introduced herself as Gloria Monroe. "This won't hurt a bit," she smirked picking up a needle at least ten inches long. So in case you didn't know, I have needle phobia, and there was a ten inch needle about to be rammed into my arm. I wriggled making the restraints restrain me even more. Sure enough the needle soon found is way into my shoulder and I hissed in pain.
After several blood samples were taken Gloria ran some more tests. She retrieved a silver knife from in the table and I swear my heart jumped out of my rib cage. She sliced my wrist and I screamed uncontrollably as the warm blood gushed out. To my utter surprise the wound actually started healing after about five minutes. The scientists in the other side of the glass were frantically taking notes as Gloria poured a bottle of a clear foul smelling liquid on the injury. My hand jolted so high it was a miracle it was still in the metal restraints. I sounded like someone from American horror story about to get killed. I knew I should have listened to that voice inside my head and escaped when I had the chance.
My restraints were taken off and I was taken to another room to rest. I had to escape, this was torture. I ran over to the locked door and began picking the lock with a hair pin I had in my hair. When that didn't work, out of frustration I began pulling the door desperately. Until I heard a click followed by the knob breaking off in my hand. From the hole that was now left, I could see and hear what was going on outside. "It's confirmed," Gloria told one of the scientists from earlier, "she's a werewolf, and a very strong one at that,"
They were kidding right? Nope I don't think so, they just said I was a werewolf.
"What should we do with her?" One of the guards asked
"What we usually do, test them until we've figured them out then get rid of them, but her, I want her gone by tomorrow morning, she's too powerful and if she finds out, she can over throw us, Gloria replied solemnly. A bell rung and Gloria and the scientist and guard walked off. I snapped out of my daze long enough to realize that the lock was now broken I pushed the door lightly and it opened. I guess there was some kind of meeting since vp everyone was piling into the conference room.
I decided to make my escape then and there but I wasn't the only one.
