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"Arrrrrrgg." You groaned as you sat up. you looked at your surroundings. You were seated on a bed with soft white sheets and a pillow, a matching table beside you. On the table was water, a lamp, and a small container of pills with a note attached. You picked up the note, and it read:
'Here are some pills for headaches. If you don't have one, then just leave these. ONLY TAKE ONE. Use the water beside you to swallow them (it's thick water because that's all we had in the medical cabinet. Plus we didn't know if you could swallow normal water). There's a remote control with a button for when you wake up. Click it and someone will come down to check on you.
P.S. You have been out for three days'
You read the note a few times, amazed that someone could sound so worried about you on a piece of paper. And why were they worried? And why were you 'out' for three days?
You picked up the pills, dropping seven into your palm. You didn't have a headache, but how was one expected to be so amazing when not high? You swallowed the pills dry, taking them two at a time so you wouldn't clog your air-way. You stood up and started to walk around the room, taking it in. The walls were all white, a white light implanted into the ceiling above your head. On the wall opposite your bed there was a glass door. You slammed your first into the door --- not trying to break it but just seeing how strong it was --- but your fist just bounced off. A small clock hung high up on the wall to your left. Walking back to your bed you pressed the button on the remote control and sat down.
Only about three minutes later the guy with the spaghetti hair rushed into the room.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, slightly breathless.
"As good as I can. Now why am I in a room and not a cell?" You asked him, tilting your head to the sky.
"W-well we wanted to do some tests." Your gaze quickly snapped to him. "We still don't know anything about you other than what Steve got out of you. At least we know who the man that you came with is--- or used to be. Now, do you mind if I take some blood?"
You never liked needles, so when he rolled in a tray with about twenty of the points on it, you almost lost it. But, the one thing that you didn't need people to know was your fears. Though you didn't have many, you did have some very bad ones. Like showers for example. You had watched many of the weak girls get killed in the showers by gas, boiling water, or even other girls. It was a fear that you had ever since you got to the Red Room. It was so bad, in fact, that you would have to get hosed down by the instructors. You were often made fun of because of it.
"Alright. Now can you please take off your shirt?" At first you didn't comply, not wanting him to see you almost naked. Surprisingly, you were still in the same clothes that you were when you got here, but all of your weapons were obviously taken away. "If you're worried about me seeing something, then you don't have to. I have a hospital gown that you can put on if you want, and I have already seen most of your arm when I was putting an IV in." He cleared his throat. "Plus, I have seen female parts many times before."
You slowly nodded, taking your time to unzip your suit and pulling your arms out of the sleeves. When most people see your scar covered arms they get disgusted. But instead of turning away or even staring for a second too long, spaghetti head just went right to work getting the needles ready and laying them out on the tray.
"So, I'm just going to take some blood for DNA testing. Unless, of course, you tell us who your parents are." You shook your head.
"I don't know." You said in a quiet voice, however the curly haired man still heard it.
"You don't know how your parents are?" He asked. Once again you shook your head. "Well then. This might help you too."
"You're only taking it for DNA testing, right?"
He paused before answering. "I was also going to use some for other things. Like seeing what's in your blood and if you have any diseases. We do this with every inmate." He told you.
"Well I don't want to be tested for anything else. The only reason why I'm letting you take blood for DNA testing is because I'm also curious." He sighed and compleatly stopped what he was doing.
"If you don't let us test it, then I won't be able to let you see the man that you came with." This made you also freeze.
Winter
You had forgotten about him when you woke up. You looked into the mans eyes.
"Only take what you need, and don't use it for anything but what you told me you would. I'm trusting you on this one. You don't want to break my trust." He swallowed hard, then took your arm in his hand. It was surprisingly warm, but it still took everything inside of you to not flinch away. You have never liked anyone touching you.
He inserted the needle into the vein by your elbow. You watched as a vile filled up with liquid and spaghetti head quickly switched it out for another one. He probably took about thirty viles before finally pulling the needle out of your arm. He gave you a cotton swab and a band-aid which you just placed on the little table.
"You'll have to stay in here for the rest of the day and night. Tomorrow morning I'll show you the results for all of the things that we have tested, and we'll go from there."
You nodded and he walked out of the room. You laid down on your back staring at the boring white ceiling of the room.
And waited.
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