Chapter 3- Why...

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We both quickly turn around to see a tall woman with golden-blond hair in a bun and glasses looking at us. We both gasp at the woman. "So girls what brings you down here?" Says the woman, with a smirk on her face. "wh..ah..de...um..mm" Stutters Susan. "Mm that's what I thought" Says the woman. "SO would you please tell me your names?" She asks loudly. "........" Susan and I look at each other not knowing what to do. "EXCUSE ME" The woman yells. "what is this place" I ask. You can tell how afraid Susan is, she looks like she's  about to faint. The woman gives me a death stare, "WELL this place a secret experiment owned by the American Government, that makes artificial humans for secret missions and wars" She states proudly. "Oh my god" Susan says, "how long has this been going on for" I ask with fear in my voice. "hmm I'd say about 18 years" She answers. I stand there in complete shock. This has been going on since before I was born.This lab has been under my feet for my whole life. "Dose my father.... know about this" I ask quietly. "Sweetheart your father owns this company" She answers. I stumble back from her reply, my father, my father owns this. Its not the lab or even the robot things that are making me upset, its the fact that he, my own father never told me. I thought...he would trust me..but. I suddenly start to sob into my hands. "Winter get up" the woman says. "how do you....HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME!" I practically scream at her. If she knew my name then why did she ask for it before? "your father talks about you alot" she replies calmly. "oh I forgot to introduce my self my name is Alex" she says and holds out her hand to us, No one reaches out to greet her. She pulls her hand away and smiles. "What do you want with us" Susan asks. "Good question, we need a test subject to experiment on" She says with the same creepy smile upon her face. We both step back in fear. "well .... who is it going to be" she asks. Susan and I both stare at each other. "hmm well it looks like your friend has been injured" she says while pointing to a deep cut on Susan's right arm, that I didn't even know she had. "when did you get that!" I ask "I cut it on one of the machines before, I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry" She says, holding her arm with her left arm. "Well because your friend is injured we can not experiment on her" She says with a evil-looking smirk on her face. She calls out for someone and a few seconds later two huge men come out and grab me. I struggle to get out of there firm grip, but every time I move there grip just gets tighter. I hear Susan screaming out for me at the end of the hallway, while another strong man holds her back so she can not get to me. I yell back "SUSAN". Then I get thrown into a small cell and everything goes black.

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