🛑WARNING: may contain contents that readers may find disturbing or unsettling (needles, blood, violence, etc)
Sevyn was only a couple months away from graduating high school. College was fast approaching but Sevyn had no way to pay for it and she d...
Entry number two: I have forgotten to state the first entry as number one but, bah! Who cares... As of now they will be numbered. So far subject seven hasn't done much. It's been only a couple hours after the recent blood draw and only a few days after the initial injection of R̸͎͉̜̬͚͐͜E̵͕͇̼̱̝͚̔D̵̡͖̈̓̔A̴͈͕̜̾̾C̵̛͙̝̹̉̄̏̓͑Ţ̵͍͍͇̳̘̋͐̿̓́E̶̼̮̻̔D̸̹̪̿̅̏.
If only I could get inside her head to better understand what she's thinking. Though it's probably nothing more than her fears... I will update you tomorrow if there is any change in behavior or appearance. End of entry...
I strained myself against the straps. The straps were tight so I could barely move. I pulled and twisted my arms but to no avail. DAMNIT!
Eventually I gave up. There was no reason for me to try anymore. I closed my eyes and attempted to sleep some.
"Psst"
My eyes shot open.
"Hey you!"
"I think I should sleep. I'm hallucinating now.."
"Noo your not hallucinating. I'm another prisoner here!"
"What how is that possible? How can I hear her voice?"
"Whatever is in this drug of their's gave me the ability to speak with you somehow..."
"Okay so, who are you?"
"That's irrelevant right now.. I suppose you can just call me subject number two. It's what those doctors call me. What about you?"
"Well, they call me subject number seven.."
"Glad to meet you seven. It's nice to have someone to finally speak to other than that horrible doctor and her nurses. Ugh.."
I chuckled a bit. "So how long have you been here...?"
Me and Two chatted for a while. It was refreshing to hear from someone normal... at least mostly normal. I got to know a little bit about her. How she used to love writing and painting. I told her some things about me. We laughed and joked around. I really felt comfortable around her and I wasn't even in the same room as her. She made me feel free and safe.
"I'll chat with you tomorrow. Goodnight Seven.."
"Goodnight!"
I know it was late but I honestly felt sad I didn't have her presence around me anymore. I felt alone again...
The door opened again and this time a different nurse walked through. She was timid and shy looking. Maybe a new nurse. She had a tray in her hands. On that tray I could see a bowl, some silverware, and some sort of bread or biscuit on the side.
"Dinner for you..." She said softly as she placed the tray on the counter next to me. I made a gesture to the leather straps on my arms and legs. "Oh that's right. How can you eat if you can't move."
She reached over and released the straps. She removed the straps off me and they flopped to the sides of the bed. She then grabbed the tray and placed it on my lap.
"I honestly half expected you to lunge at me and attack me after I released your bindings. I mean they had you tied up for a reason, right?" She let out a light laugh as she backed up a bit from me.
I shook my head. "That horrible doctor lady tied me down all because I couldn't sit still..." I said as I looked down at the bowl of food they were providing me. The food looked... awful...
It looked as if someone chewed the food and spat it back in my bowl.
"What... is this..?" I asked as I took the spoon and scooped some of the cream colored goop and watched as it plopped back into the bowl.
"That is porridge. It's mixed with lots of vitamin supplements to make sure you don't become deficient in any of your needs. I know it's not the most appetizing thing but.. it could be worse.. you could be getting fed what some of the others are, raw meat."
She said that so casually as if it was just a normal thing for people to eat raw meat like it's normal.
She must've noticed my concerned look and laughed. "Sorry I know it's strange but that's what I'm ordered to do. I only make the food here and sort out medications so I don't really know what's going on."
"Selena!" the man from before spoke over the speaker again. This time he sounded angry.
"You shouldn't be discussing this type of thing with the subjects. My office, now!" He ordered in a harsh tone. She was startled but simply nodded. Without saying goodbye she turned and left the room quickly.
I looked back down at the sludge in my bowl and reluctantly took a spoonful and tried it. It was flavorless and borderline slimey. But I guess it's better than starving... the bread was nice though...
After eating I tried to get some more sleep.
I tossed and turned and flipped around on the bed but I just couldn't fall asleep. I felt uneasy. I wish I could talk to Two again...
Thinking about her seemed to calm my nerves.. maybe it's because she's the first person who seemed nice to me.
I closed my eyes and let myself drift off into sleep.
Entry number three: Subject seven seems to do some strange things in her slumber. She mumbles things in her sleep and her body acts aggressive. Perhaps the medication has taken over her subconscious mind. We will need to administer more of R̸͎͉̜̬͚͐͜E̵͕͇̼̱̝͚̔D̵̡͖̈̓̔A̴͈͕̜̾̾C̵̛͙̝̹̉̄̏̓͑Ţ̵͍͍͇̳̘̋͐̿̓́E̶̼̮̻̔D̸̹̪̿̅̏ to see for sure how her body with react... It's only a matter of time before we will see if she'll become like them... End of entry.
