Vampiric Experiment

Chapter 4

I slowly opened my eyes with a start. My head was pounding, with all thoughts gone from my mind. I looked around the room. Just your run of the mill hospital room, with white walls and a heart monitor beeping. Clearly I've been updated from the scary looking room I originally woke up in to a more modern room. Wait. I looked down at myself, and realized that I was hooked up to that same beeping heart monitor, along with several other wires sprouting from my arms. What happened to me? I felt like I've been asleep for years. Doctors suddenly started to rush in.
"She's awake."
"How are her vitals?"
"Is she already showing symptoms?"
"She woke up incredibly fast."
Voices buzzed all around me, it was hard to focus on just one person. Alarm started to raise in my chest with anxiety as its partner. What was going on? How'd I end up in this room? Why were there so many doctors so concerned about my health? And that odd dream I had....
"Can someone please tell me what's going on?!" I shouted, surprising myself. Was that my voice? It sounded like it didn't even belong to me. But I opened my mouth and sound came out forming words, so I'm guessing that it was I who asked the question rather rudely. Every pair of eyes in the room were now on me as everyone finally settled down into silence. One doctor, a man with thick jet black hair and olive skin, who in my mind seemed a little to young to be a doctor, stepped up to me. He seemed harmless and professional enough, but paranoia still lingered through me as I stared up at him, keeping me alert. What if he hurts me? But he's a doctor. Doctors are supposed to be trusted. Right?
"Please remain calm," He sounded so calm, but it did nothing to soothe my nerves. In fact, I felt my hands shaking just by him speaking.
He turned to one of the doctors and mumbled to him. "She's showing the first stage. Paranoia." The doctor he spoke to nodded, and wrote something down on the clipboard he was holding. Paranoia? Was it that notice about? Sure I was scared. I was surrounded by people I don't even know. He looked back at me with an emotionless face.
"Halo, listen to me. Are you listening?"
I simply nodded, afraid that if I spoke it would be to shaky and cracked to be heard.
"You have been in a coma--" He started, but I cut him off with a scream. It was so sudden that it stunned me for a moment. A coma?! Even more emotion stirred in my head. What was going on? None of this makes since. Why was I in a coma? Did something happen? Was I in some sort of horrible accident? All these thoughts gave me a splitting headache, and heart monitor beeping wasn't helping.
"Halo, calm down." The doctor rested his hand on my shoulder, trying to still my trembling body.
"That's great," I said bitterly through clenched teeth. "Tell a girl who just found out she's in a coma to calm down." Tears started to prickle at my eyes, threatening to spill over any second.
He sighed, most likely regretting his choice of words. "I'm sorry. But I need you to relax. Can you do that?" He questioned me in the same calm voice that was seriously starting to get on my nerves. But I once again obeyed and relaxed myself the best I could. I stilled my hand, and toke in deep breaths until I could manage my fears and tears.
"Amazing..." He whispers, staring at me shocked. The other doctors simply stared.
"How did you do that?"
I shrugged. "Just did it I guess." I tried to match the calmness in his voice, just to give myself false hope that I was in control of the situation.
"Well, I'm Doctor Cullen." He introduced himself, flashing a pure white smile. But it quickly faded as he continued. "You have been in a coma. But you haven't been in it for very long. Only about five weeks. This is...shocking. Most people don't go through the transformation so quickly."
I frowned at him. "Transformation? What's that supposed to mean?" What the hell are you talking about? Is what I really wanted to ask. But I tried to keep my posture.
"It's to soon for any details, but you seem rather promising." He smiled again, looking almost proud.
I only stared. Slowly, the pieces started to come together. Did they...have they...? I wonder if.... No. They couldn't, experimenting on people is only in fiction. Fantasy. They didn't tamper with my DNA like mad scientists in movies do. Did they? No. That couldn't happen to me. That can't be the answer.
I looked at each doctor individually. Each was wearing the same lab coat, all keeping an almost emotionless expression. Paranoia started to bubble in my again, over taking any common sense I had. I started screaming. For no reason. This just didn't make any sense. It just didn't! I screamed louder, as doctors ran around the room, trying to figure out the cause for my sudden outburst. But there was no explanation. I just had to scream.
To free the fear, the anxiety, and the paranoia that was raising in my chest. Scream in the hopes that by doing so it would suddenly make everything false. Make everything just disappear and prove that it was all just a bad dream. Or was I losing my mind? Was it already lost? What if I'm just thinking all this up? Am I still in a coma?
Where are these thoughts coming from?! I thought as my screaming only got worse, making my throat raw.
"Halo!" Doctor Cullen tried to settle me down. "Please, you can fight this! You did it once you can do it again." He sounded like he was straining to stay calm, but it was so hard so hear him over my own screams. I saw him blocking anyone from coming near me out of the corner of my eye. Did he really think I could just stop? Just being scared? What am I fighting?!
But...he seems real. This all seems real. His touch, his voice. Everything...none of this is false. It was real. This is real life. The thought comforted me. I was no longer in some dream. I was not making this up. This wasn't all in my head. This was real. For some reason...that comforted me. To others, being surrounded by doctors for an unknown reason out prove to be a nightmare. But at least it was real.
I stopped. Stopped screaming, even stopped breathing for a moment. The room was silent once more.
"Good..." Doc said under his breath. "Very good. That was better than expected." He looked at the same doctor as before, who actually looked quite stunned. "Write that down." He whispered to him. The doctor only nodded, and wrote with a shaky hand.
"Now," He turned back to me. "Let's get started."