Where it all begins.

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He stood in the bright white room, a nervous wreak. "Why did I come here?" He whispered. He looked down at the flyer, it said it was a simple test, but it paid really well. A thousand dollars and he was only needed for a week. It was a risky move to go to a place he had never heard of before for a strange experiment, but he needed the money. "I should leave" he said as he glanced at the exit door. He stood up to leave right as the double doors to the lab were thrown open.

"Alex! Alex Winters?" an assistant called out his name. Alex looked up at her, she was smiling. She looked young, had wavy hair, and light brown eyes, overall pretty. Alex wondered why she took this job. "Right here." Alex said, steeling himself for what was behind the doors. They opened up into another completely white room that smelled faintly of bleach.

A man in a lab coat waved him over. He almost looked like a doctor with short black hair and stormy blue eyes. Alex thought 'This must be doctor Rollings.' "Alex, I'm glad you made it. This should be relatively easy. It's just a shot now and we see how you're doing over the week. Sound good?" the doctor asked. Alex nodded, still slightly nervous.

Doctor Rollings gestured for Alex to lay down on the medical table. Alex laid down as Doctor Rollings started to open a sterilized needle package. Alex hated those. Just the plastic coating, he always did. The needle was fine, just plastic was horrible, it crinkled and was just annoying. The doctor filled the needle with some weird bluish liquid. "This won't hurt a bit." He promised. Alex felt the cold needle slide into his arm and the fluid enter his blood stream. "What will this do exactly?" Alex asked. The doctor didn't reply.

The room started to look fuzzy to Alex. "What was in that?" He asked trying to stand up. Alex started to panic. 'What did I sign up for?' He wondered. He fell over and the doctor backed up. "It's just part of the experiment." The doctor said. The lights seemed to disappear as Alex felt like he was floating in an inky darkness. And Alex slept, for once, peacefully.

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