Roberts' Crew (#Deathless Trilogy Fanfic)

No one Can Save Us

My body is tingling but I can't place where exactly.
You know that feeling where you can somehow tell that you are asleep, concious of your dreamlike state but still not quite awake to open your eyes yet. I have been like that for an eternity.
The doctors, at least I want to believe that they were qualified doctors, had left once they were done injecting me with numerous chemicals. I had lost count after 15.
A little while ago, I woke up  in a sterile white room, which reminded me too much of a torture chamber I had once read about. My mind was thankfully numb but my eyes hurt by looking at white for too long. Surprisingly, I wasn't in my usual nervous breakdown mode. Infact, I have been exceedingly well at accepting that now, I am completely at the mercy of probably mentally ill people, who are also highly untrustworthy, in the outerspace with no one to contact whosoever. I have also come to the realisation that they, whoever planned all this, wouldn't possibly just want some two dozen, half-asleep people lying around in the space. They are planning something big. I can sense it. Nobody blows millions of dollars for an outerspace adventure. I know I should've been more cautious especially after the lead scientists started to feel uncomfortable to work with the government. But the truth is , my barely 18-year-old self wanted to prove them all that age doesn't matter , that you can be young and inexperienced but still join USA's topmost geniuses . My job profile was to assist some Kunkle guy but then I got assigned to Dr. Peterson. He was kind, but only at first. Soon I had found myself doing nearly everything, with his lazy self only bossing me around. I had prepared all the drones that would help us take photos and samples of the new dwarf planet they'd found. It was nearly as far away from Earth as moon is but in a different direction and it was, obviously, very small even when compared to our moon. Other than that, I knew nothing else about it. Neither was I informed about our mission, I didn't even know the name. I had tried to dig around the bunker where we had stayed for the past week but Peterson caught me the moment I began my hunt. The man even threatened to harm my family if I was even caught with suspicion again . I was terrified and he got the result he had wanted.

Suddenly there was a hissing noise in the sterile room and moments later, there appeared a door on one of the scary white walls, light blue illuminating the outline. It opened to someone in a thick metal helmet and doctors coat. It was a well built man and as he neared me, I could see that his helmet wasn't some ski-mask-and-biking-helmet-hybrid like I was expecting, it was sort of a cyborg head. He didn't speak and I couldn't see his face. I think he even almost lost his footing but recovered without a flinch. He came upto me and put his hand into the inside pocket of his coat. I half expected him to pull out a gun and the other half, a lollypop (what? I'm trying to be optimistic and he did look like a dentist, minus the cyborg head of course. )

What he did pull out almost made me laugh out and cry out in frustration at the same time. It was an injection. A freaking injection after so many I had endured before. But this time he didn't pierce me with it. Instead he fixed it onto a claw-looking version of my drones, that I hadn't notice him pulling out along with the injection, and left it by the side of my head. As he walked out the door, it closed by itself and disappeared like it wasn't ever there before.
I let out a frustrated sigh and tried moving for the gazillionth time. This time I could twitch my fingers, but it wasn't enough for bieng able to rid myself from the bed.
The lights in the room changed. It became a burning white with the brightness intensity so high that I was blinded. Before I could blink my eyes into normalcy, the drone beside my head started buzzing and then, it attacked my head with the needle, punturing me over and over again. If the pain wasn't enough to make me lose my consciousness, chloroform leaked from under the bed, surrounding me. Minutes or maybe seconds later, blackness engulfed me and I welcomed it, letting the pain disappear. All that I know is my life is now an eternity of black.

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