Lost & Found

PROLOGUE

Day 265.(Age 15)

"Bring no. 36 to the red room".

They are calling for me again. To the RED ROOM.

I don't want to go in. I want to hide away. But they always find me. And when they do, they hurt me.

I don't want to get hurt. The amount of hits I've taken, I can't take them anymore. My wolf stopped healing long time ago. She even stopped communicating with me. She shut herself from everything completely.

Two men dressed in white aprons entered my so called room.

As they stared at me, I silently followed them. I know too well the consequences of disobeying them.

As I entered the red room, the mad scientist let out a wicked laugh.

My wolf curled into a ball and trembled.

They laid me onto the operation bed.

The mad man asked "do you know why I've called for you no. 36?"

I felt numb. I just stared blankly.

He stared at me for some time, irritation clenched his jaw with every passing second as he awaited for my response. Frustrated, he slapped me, hard.

Maybe he wanted me to be excited.

But I can't, I feel sick.

He went to the other side of the room to get something.

He spoke "you will forever be my favorite one 36".

"Do you know why?"

I don't respond. It's been too long since I talked. My body forgot how to react. My tongue forgot to make sounds. I was silenced for too long.

"Well it would have been better if you spoke, nevertheless let me tell you about my life work" he smiled. Not that of sweet smiles you will find on anyone. His smile had malice. He is proud of himself for killing people.

"I captured more than 50 wolves of your kind, I studied them and thought if only they had something more than just speed and strength, I worked years and years and finally found you. My success, you are the 36th person I'm going to experiment on and the final one. I finally found you. You are a 100% match for my mutated cells" he finished with no hesitation. He had zero ounce of guilt. He killed someone. Not one or two, but many.

I just wish that this experiment somehow fails and I die in the process.

If it's a success, he won't let me off. He terminates all the failed experiments. Just like that, they all are free from this suffering, from this hell.

If this somehow fails, then he would kill me too. I can be free.

But if this failed, he will catch others like me and torture them.

He suddenly moved closer to me with something in his hand.

He plunged the needle into my neck.

He smiled wickedly as my vision started to blur. My whole body began to ache. The burning sensation as if my body is on fire. I screamed unable to take in the pain.

I can feel something building in me.

"Stop rejecting it 36, welcome it with open arms".

No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I don't want something enter my body. What is happening? What did he inject into me?

"Shut her out, she is rejecting my hard work, shut her down immediately".

As soon as those words are heard, I felt a sharp pain to the side of my neck.
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"Get everyone to safety".

"Capture those mad human scientists, every single one of them!!!"

"Save the kids!!!!!!!"

"No one is allowed to escape after putting our kids through that mad torture"

Who are they?

What are they saying?

Am I finally going to die?

Am I finally going to be free?

Is death my only salvation?

'Neo' I weakly called out my wolf.

'We are finally gonna be free from this hell'.

My wolf hummed weakly.

We are finally going to be free from this place, even if it costs our lives.

We don't have to suffer them sticking needles into us or cutting us open.

We don't have to be afraid that they will come beat us up.

This is a place where mad people thrive.

They kidnap little kids of our kind and perform experiments on them.

They cut us open. They hurt us. They show us cruelty. They tie us in silver chains. They use us as lab rats.

Many died, they couldn't take in any more of this suffering.

Death, I welcome you with open arms. Please take me with you....