We All Fall Down

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     A young lady, maybe about twenty years old, is assigned to do my testing. She leads me to a treadmill before introducing herself.

      "My name is Abagail, but you can call me Abby. Your friend Marcus will enter here shortly and Tara will be testing with my friend Cary. You guys can come to us for anything you need. Now, let's begin, feel free to ask any questions while we test," she says and smiles.

      "Okay," I say to her and look at her dark red hair, obviously dyed, and her brown eyes. "Are you guys going to take out the brand in my arm?" I ask her.

      She looks at me, eyes suddenly wide, "You have the brand in your arm?" she asks me, "Does Marcus and Tara have them too?"

      "Yea," I say slowly, nervous that they won't be able to take it out.

      Abagail brings her wrist to her mouth and speaks into it like how Fred did before, "We have three brands here," she says loudly and all of the other people turn their heads to us.

      Tara's doctor Cary looks at Tara and then pushes her over to me as Marcus is pushed through the door. We all look at the doctors who are now standing around us.

      "Abby what's happening?" I ask her and she looks at me, eyes still wide mouth slightly open.

      "The other people who David brought were all unbranded. We don't really know how to take it out, but we can try something, or in the very least we can disable it," she says to me and continues to stare at us.

      The door that Marcus was just pushed through is now opening to expose three people in lab coats, each one carrying a syringe with a blue liquid.

      Marcus, Tara, and I back up slowly before I speak, "What are you going to do with that?" I ask the people holding syringes.

      "Don't be scared, we are going to inject this into you and it will knock you out for a couple of hours while we try and get the brand out. We have the scanner that they use to brand you guys with, but we never thought that we would have to use it," one of them says. "Once we are done you can resume your testing, but please don't be afraid of us, we are trying to help." The person continues, a sympathetic look on his face as the three of them continue to walk towards us.

      "Okay," I say slowly, than I stop backing up. "Get it out then."

      Marcus and Tara look at me, and then stop backing up, standing about a foot behind me. I turn and see them giving me a funny, but trusting look.

      "Okay," the same doctor that spoke earlier says. "I am going to inject you first," he says and grabs my right arm, wiping it off with an alcohol wipe. "Now I am going to inject you," he says and inserts the needle into my arm.

      I feel the prick of the needle entering my skin, followed by a sudden wave of tiredness and dizziness. The doctor opens his arms, motioning for me to fall that way.

      After spinning for a moment I fall into the doctor's arms, struggling to keep my eyes open.

      The last thing I see if Marcus and Tara being injected by the other two doctors, followed by them falling into those doctor's arms.