Subject 2953 [REMASTERED]

Chapter 4

"The SHCD?" I'd ask.

"Yeah, these guys are the SHCD." Josh would say.

We would be in a prisoner transport truck. We were all in the truck, handcuffed. There was someone else with us, speaking French.

"Where will this truck stop? Am I going to be gassed like the others? What will happen to me?" The man said in French.

"Could you please stay calm, the screaming is getting annoying . . ." I'd tell the man, also in French.

"Wait, Lyric, you know French?" Josh would ask me.

"Yeah, I've learned a lot of languages over all my years of travelling, it was also a side-hobby of mine . . ."

"We are taken somewhere to be held as slaves. I'm scared." The French man would say.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine, trust me on this." I'd say to him.

"All right then, tell me how everything will be okay, nobody has come to help us!"

"I'm not exactly sure how, but I'm positive someone will come to save us, I promise. Just try to be positive."

"I'm going to try while we're gassed by these squids."

"Wait . . . gas?"

"Yes, they plan to gas humans to convert them."

"Convert them into what?"

"Those creatures that captured us, Inklings and Octolings, whatever they're called.

" . . . Holy shit." I'd say in English.

"What? What did he say?" Josh would ask me.

"He said that they plan to gas us to convert us into Inklings and Octolings."

"W . . . how?!? That's not possible!"

The French man would begin to pray.

"Praise be to the mercy of the Lord from on high for sending an angel to save us from eternal damnation."

I would be hit with a wave of panic. I would begin to bang on the metal door separating us from the driver's cabin. I would begin yelling in Japanese, my native language.

"Set us free, set us free, for God's sake! I don't want to be one of those monsters!" I'd yell, banging as hard as I could.

"Wait Lyric . . . you speak Japanese as well??" Josh would say, interrupting my yelling.

"Yeah, it's my first language."

"Seriously? Damn . . ."

The French man would still be praying.

"May we be set free by saints and not by sinners, may we seek refuge with the Lord of the universe if we perish today, may the light of the Lord enlighten our saviors!"

I could then hear the sounds of cars approaching from behind.

". . . . W- . . . What the hell is going on?" I'd ask, turning to face the back doors of the truck

"The sound of his answer." The French man would say.

Just then, gunfire would begin to rip through the armor of the truck. I'd quickly get down, so did the man and Josh. GM was trying to open the doors, but they wouldn't budge.

"GM, get the fuck down!" Josh would yell.

An armed man would enter the prisoner's cabin from the driver's cabin. GM would turn around and began to fight the man. The fight was really interesting, but I couldn't really focus because of all of the shit going on around me.