Taste of Infatuation

Reoccuring Nightmares.

She awoke, stretching her arms above her head. Reaching for her Alarm,She paused. This wasn't her room. This was her lab, When did she enter her lab..? Hurriedly sitting up, Test tube tensed,her eyes widening.
Blood. Everywhere.
There was blood sprinkling the pearly whites of her lab, dripping off of each instrument.
Gagging, Test tube covered her mouth, Squeezing her eyes shut. The smell of iron poured around her,overwhelmingly.
She stepped over puddles of dark blood, making her way down the empty hallway.
Each room she passed reeked of blood and rot, And she'd rather not figure out why.
For some reason, each room was assigned a specific Combination of a few numbers and A singular letter. The only room open was '28-F'.

'Sprinkling fingernails into large servings of blood vessel soba noodles'

she looked behind her at the bloodied hallway, grimacing.

'Experience with the flesh comes once in a lifetime'

Slightly opening the door,It made a very unpleasant sound.
Peeking her head into the room, she flinched back,covering her mouth, her eyes wide in fear.

'All-you-can-eat meat comes once in a lifetime'

She slowly looked back,still covering her mouth as she entered the room.
In the corner of the empty room, lay Fan.
No longer covering her mouth, Test tube Hurried beside his side, Tears filling her eyes to the brim as she saw his state.
Blood pouring from his mouth, Fat hanging out of one empty eye socket, and his head busted wide open, Bone visible.
A choked sob escaped her as she softly caressed his cheek, her lip quivering. Standing,She left the room to continue down the hall.

'Membranes,meninges,the best membranes'

Entering the Main Room of her Lab,She flicks the light-switch, And immediately, Her heart drops.
Shes met with herself.
She was just standing there,Staring at her.Not smiling, Not even blinking. Blood poured down her hands, and out of her mouth. Little chunks of fat surrounded her, Along with The remains of..Someone.
Blinking, Test tube steps forward, Until she was suddenly face to face with her own self. This felt off. very off. and it wasn't just the blood everywhere,no. It was the fact that this wasn't her.

'Epiphyseal line, hard-boiled and fried with miso sprinkled in'

Suddenly, Her doppelgänger swiftly grabbed her wrist, immediately squeezing with uneasy fury. She gasped, Wincing as she tried to peel their hand off of her wrist. They continued to dig their nails into her wrist, now smiling at her sadistically. Her breaths jagged, Tears pricked the corner of her eyes as she fell to her knees, sobbing. She looked at her wrist, which was now dripping with blood.
then, She felt herself being shoved to the ground,a heavy feeling on her chest as Her reflection pinned her to the bloodied floor, smiling down at her.
"Wake up, Test tube."
She frowns. That wasn't her voice.
'Test tube, wake up."
She looks down at her wrist,which is now laying limp beside her
-- -- -- -- --
"...-ube??!TEST TUBE!!!"
she jolts awake, gripping her neck tightly as she greedily gulps as much air as her lungs could carry, looking around frantically.
"Test tu-"
Feeling someone grab her wrist sets off a ticking bomb in her mind. She pulls her arm away, thrashing around on her bed, Throwing punches at whoever comes within arms reach.
"GET AWAY!!!DONT TOUCH ME,DONT!!!"
Her throat was raw as tears burned her eyes, and she continues to sob and scream until someone gently but firmly grips her shoulders, leaning in front of her was Paintbrush. Okay, So she was safe!It's just painty.
"Test tube, Calm down. It's just me,Lightbulb, Fan And OJ. Are you okay now?" Paintbrush asked, Sitting down in front of Her.She nods slightly, looking around her room at Lightbulb, who stood beside her side, Fan, who was leaning on the edge of her bed, And OJ, who was leaning against the door.
"..Testy, What in the world happened to your Wrist?" Lightbulb asked, pointing at the irritated skin around her wrist, fingernail marks around it like a bracelet.
She looked down at it, grimacing.
"..I don't know." she mutters, lifting it up slightly.
"Did you do that?" Fan asked, Looking at paintbrush.
"Fan,are you fucking joking? why would I do that?" They scoffed,crossing their arms.
"maybe you did it when you were shaking her awake and gripping onto her shoulders,if anything there should be marks on her shoulders,not her wrist."
Test tube grips her head,wincing.
"..I-Im fine, Okay? It was just a little Nightmare,Now could you all please exit my room so i can properly prepare for the day?i have things i need to do."
Paintbrush, Light bulb, and fan all looked at each other with a concerned face, whilst OJ just continued to observe Test tube, his look a bit more worried.
reluctantly, they all left her room, while OJ stayed behind them all for one moment to speak to Test tube.
"Test tube, What happened was really worrying. Fan Ran to us saying that you were screaming and crying in your sleep, and that you wouldn't wake up."
He explained, frowning. Test tube rolled her eyes, using a small bandage she had left in her drawer to wrap her wrist.
"OJ, im fine. it is most likely not going to happen again, as sleep paralysis mainly only occurs once in Many peoples lives.So rest assured, you can leave now."
She mumbles, tilting her head towards her door.
Once OJ gave her a concerned look and a shoulder pat, She was left in her room with only herself, and the sound of soft rain pattering the window.
Regardless of..whatever that was, She still had things to do.

'quoad flesh autema melt ina vesatara tongue'