The girl who thought that she lost everything, but maybe she gained more.
A 14years old Theia has good life. She tries her best at everything. But one day something happens, and she now knows that she needs to learn more about her past.
What happen...
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ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀʏꜱ,
ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ.
ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ,
ᴡʜᴏ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ɪᴛ.
Theia POV
As I dived further into the file, my eyes widened at the information before me. Page after page, there were detailed notes of experiments led by different doctors in various rooms, using a range of substances.
And yet, through it all, there was one constant thing that was same: the same young girl, captured in photographs lying on different metal tables. It was a chilling realization that this girl was Theia herself, me, a truth that sent a shiver down my spine every time I was reminded of it.
Suddenly, the nightmares that had haunted me for years took on a whole new meaning. No longer were they mere fragments of my imagination, but rather fragments of suppressed memories from my childhood that had floated back to the surface of my mind.
It all began to make sense now, the fear and unease that followed her for days after each nightmare. In reality she was reliving moments from her past, memories locked away and forgotten, until now.
Lost in my thoughts, I was startled by Jesse's concerned voice breaking through the silence. "Hey, hey there, are you OK?"
It took a moment for me to collect myself before responding, "Yeah, I'm alright. Just stumbled upon some shocking information. And what about you?"
Jesse glanced back at the computer screen, closing the file she had just finished reading. "I did find some files, but they were all quite strange," she admitted.
There was a hint of confusion in her voice. She looked away from the computer and back at me. "Where did you find these files? I mean they're just so, just so weird. They're unlike anything I've ever seen before, obviously."
Sighing, I made the decision to share the truth with Jesse. "I actually stole them from one of the men who attacked me. He was unconscious, so I took the opportunity to go through his belongings and found that disk." I gestured towards the disk that was inserted into my computer.
Jesse's eyes widened in surprise, clearly not expecting that revelation. "Well, that explains a lot," she said, her tone was a mixture of shock and concern. "I did manage scroll through most of the files, although they weren't very long. They were all filled with experimental data, detailing the tests done on each....subject."
She sighed and grimaced closing the computer as she closed her eyes and rubbed them with her hand. "Who would call people subjects that just so twisted." She shook her head and continued. "But what's alarming is that every file ended with the "subjects" dying."
