Project Radioactive

Yay! I'm a freaking lab rat

In his head, Mr. Tanner was doing math. No doubt he has been watching us all day trying to see how I'd turn out. His thoughts were so rapid; I couldn't keep up with him. "It's been a long day, Celia," he said to me. "I bet that you need your time to rest. Your parents are coming in the morning and I'm sure that they'll be so happy to know that you're awake. Jayden, Marcus, it's time for bed. We'll be testing the radiation in your systems tonight."

His blank expression terrified me. He did see me as a lab rat rather than a human and he had no sympathy for my condition, only curiosity. On top of that, he wanted them to leave so that he'd be alone with me.

D. Tanner put his hand on a computer screen with a chart on it. The chart had a steady shite line that stayed in the red area. "This is the amount of radiation inside of your system." If it is in red, you shouldn't be alive, "We are trying to study the kind of radioactivity right now, but since it came from space, we don't know everything yet," Microorganisms who give off radiation, who would have thought?

I was kind of concerned about how much he was keeping in his head. Why was he keeping so much to himself? I did not fully trust him yet.

"We are aware that you can read minds. Shall we put that to the test?"

Within an hour, I was given an MRI scan twice. Once when I was given a simple math test and the next was when a doctor was putting answers down and I had to choose the one he was thinking about.

"Astonishing, her mind has learned to match the brainwaves of other people," Dr. Tanner was saying to the other scientists. I was one in a wheelchair that was still monitoring my vitals. I still had an IV in one hand, too. It bugged me that they wouldn't let me walk yet, but I didn't complain. It was easily seen that NO ONE disobeyed Tanner.

I hadn't realized how hungry I was. When they put the food in a plastic air-tight package and went it to the room with a dumbwaiter. The package contained some beef and beans that I swallowed gratefully. I could still see the scientist in the other room through a glass window. I noticed that one wall in each room was glass. The only rooms without glass were the bathrooms. I felt like I was in a doll house with people constantly watching my every move. It was hard to sleep that night, but soon the steady beeping of the heart monitor lulled me to sleep.

That's when I had a seizure.

 I don't remember much, but dozens of people in chemical suits were trying to stabilize me. I was screaming, feeling so many emotions at once. I felt my heart beating faster as I felt so many voices in my head. I couldn't make out a single word they thought or said, nor tell the difference. I felt the cold gloves holding me down, pushing my chest trying to get blood into my brain.

The pain was unbearable and soon I blacked out.