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Their blood was all over his hands. And all over me. He made me do it. He said it was a "test" of my ability.

He....he made me kill them. The two children. My hands were shaking, still holding the rusted, bloody knife that I had used to slit their throats.

"Well done Jessica" says the doctor, "I didn't think you had it in you"

"Well you did kinda force me to do it" I say, crying.

As I look down at the bodies, laying lifeless on the floor, I remember the doctor saying something about my family when I first woke up here.

"Let's go" says the nurse, as she undoes the old leather straps around my wrists and ankles, leaving red marks where they once were.

As she grabs tightly onto my arm, we head for the door, dodging the two bodies lying on the floor in pools of their own blood.

As we are walking down the long corridor,the nurse stops to talk to another doctor. I take this opportunity to break free of the nurses grip and bolt down the hallway. Dodging obstacles like walls, people and so on.

Running wildly I went to turn a corner but in the process I run into a group of scientists, by the looks of it. I squeezed past them and continued sprinting through the corridors, looking for some kind of exit.

Faintly down the corridor I just came from I hear:
"Test subject 46820 is escaping! Check every room every corridor and close all exits. We will not let our precious experiment be for nothing! Is that clear?!"

As I look behind me, I see scientists, doctors and nurses running around like headless chickens.

"look, she's over there!!!" One of the doctors yells, pointing in my direction.

"This can't be good" I say to myself.

At least 100 doctors, nurses and scientists all have their eyes on me. Just standing there like statues.

Then, one by one, the started to slowly walk towards me. Then running. And before I knew it, I was running like before.

I found a room that looked abandoned so I opened the door, got inside and shut it.

As I sat at the bottom of the door so they couldn't see me through the glass, I noticed the room wasn't abandoned. There were people and dead bodies everywhere. There was also a terrible smell.

"J...Jessica" a faint female voice calls from the far corner of the room. Then another but a male voice. And finally a boy's voice.

"Who's there?" I ask as quietly as possible.

"It's us" says the female voice.

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