PsyCHOtic AwaKE

Golden Key

Anon smirked and wiped his bloodied hands on his filthy clothes. He walked over to the ground besides Abbie, a one metre by one metre square raised through the floor and lifted Anon to perfect hight to observe her. Abbie was in very bad condition, hundreds of wires flooded from her face and torso, the tips of the wires almost merging into her flesh. Many stitches hid deep wounds obviously made by 'doctors' who had previously experimented with her. The flux had almost completely taken over. All of her limbs were now just piles of flux with different densities acting as if they were her actually arms and legs. Her long black hair was now replaced with thick knotted strands of dark purple flux which ate into her head. The only human looking areas were tiny portions of her face and torso, which was mostly covered by the huge amount of wires. Anon slowly grabbed a handful of wires and pulled them from her face, the end of the wires possessed long thin needles around the same length as his finger, some stained purple. Anon continued lifting the wires from her, each time a needle lost it's place it would retract back to the machine above. Abbie laid completely frozen, still unconscious from whatever sick thing happened after Shackleton abducted her.

"Now what?" Asked Alice.

Anon ignored her and shifted Abbie upwards slightly, he then lifted her up and placed her onto his shoulder like a fire man. The metre by metre square lowered, moving more slowly due to the extra weight. Anon stepped away from the operating area and walked towards the door.

"We can't just go out the front door! Their will be people there" Christine frantically explained.

"By now Shackleton knows we have Abbie. He wants Abbie alive. If he were to send more and more people to kill us, Abbie is at risk of getting injured so I doubt any more people are being notified on our location" Replied Anon, storming towards the door "And anyway we can use her as hostage if it comes to it"

"That's rude" Mumbled Sam, looking at the floor and blindly following Anon.

Anon passed through the armoured doorway which opened to a small corridor with two doors at the end. Alice skipped ahead, signalling to Anon to follow her. She skipped gracefully and rhythmically towards the door to the left. Alice kicked the door open and continued skipping, this time to a smaller door. This area was open, with benches and dead plants lining the walls to huge clean doors. The door that Alice had picked was small, dirty and didn't match any of the other ones. Upon reaching the door Alice turned the handle to which it did not open. Locked. Alice smiled.

"Don't worry" She said. Alice grabbed at a necklace she wore and tore it off. The pendant of the necklace was a small golden key, she jammed it into the key hole, twisted it and opened the door. She stepped inside and flicked the lights on.

The room was like an old testing area. They entered into a main square room, the walls were lined with rusty metal shelves which held boxes and boxes of broken rubbish. Files and papers were scattered across the floor, as if trying to escape the table from where they originated. The table sat below a reinforced glass window which was positioned next to a small grey door, leaning off of it's hinges. Alice danced around in excitement, she went through the grey door way and started to organise random useless things inside the room. Sam began to look at the pictures which covered the left side of the table. Many included picture of blood samples, syringes and a little girl. The pictures were taken by Shackleton with a polaroid camera that sat underneath the table. Alice burst out of the grey room and threw a few cushions on the floor, which Sam and Christine organised into a bed shape. Anon knelt down and carefully lifted Abbie from his shoulder, some of her flux fused to his. Anon laid her down on the pillows and pulled away at the flux.