The Experiments

Chapter 1

12 years later

"A-36971 please report to room B-16. Repeat, A-36971 please report to room B-16." The voice asked over the loudspeaker.

More like demanded. I thought to myself.
I stood up and left my room, heading to B-16. I was tempted to not go. To just go back to my room or wander around the Compound. But I didn't. I knew the consequences, so I kept on walking.

Once I found my way through the white halls, that all looked the same, I entered room B-16, dreading the worst. The room looked just like the others. Full of computers, syringes, and scientists. There was a bed in the middle of the room, taunting me.

'Ready for your daily dose of torture A-36971?' It seemed to ask. The bed was white as well; just like everything else in this room. The same dreadful color.

"Ah, A-36971. Started to think you lost your way," Dr. Forman, the head scientist, welcomed with a slight chuckle.

I stared blankly back at him and headed over to the bed.

"Eager to start, are we?" He asked playfully. I stared back at him again. "Okay then. Let's get started."

One of his helper scientist grabbed a syringe and filled it up with an all-too-familiar clear liquid. Dr. Forman help out his hand while the other disinfected my neck.

I closed my eyes, waiting for the prick then the pain that followed suit. The prick cam, but not the pain. I opened my eyes, confused as to why there was no pain. I was not complaining, but I didn't understand.

Dr. Forman was confused as well. His mind was racing with questions. Wondering why I wasn't in pain. Wondering if he did something wrong. Wondering if-

Wait. How did I know this? How did I know what he was thinking? In fact, how did I know what everyone was thinking?

I could hear their thoughts.

Dr. Forman sensed something was wrong. No, he knew something was wrong about me. He just didn't know what.

"Get me another syringe, but fill it with T-27 this time." Dr. Forman ordered.

They obeyed and got another syringe, filled it with another clear liquid, and gave it to him. Dr. Forman didn't waste a second and stuck it in my neck. Again, no pain. Just a little prick from the syringe.

But something else changed. A weird thumping feeling started. No, not a weird thumping feeling, many weird thumping feelings. Almost like everyone's heartbeats.

Dr. Forman knew something changed again and took a step back. As soon as his foot hit the ground, I jumped.

I felt that. Almost like it was a vibration.
Reading minds and feeling vibrations, huh? Not very cool if you ask me.

Dr. Forman saw me jump when his foot hit the ground and he wanted another syringe, this time filled with C-15.

"Get me another. C-15 this time." Dr. Forman barked. "We're finally getting somewhere."
Ten seconds later and another syringe was stuck in my neck. No pain, but nothing felt different. Dr. Forman watched me for about a minute before barking for H-11.

While reaching for it, the syringe slipped and before I knew it, the syringe was in my hand. Everyone stopped and looked at me. Not believing that I moved that fast and caught it that fast.

"Catlike reflexes. Nice," said Dr. Forman. He snatched the syringe from me and I got back on the bed. Two seconds later, the syringe was in my neck and nothing felt different again.
Dr. Forman did little test to see if something had to trigger it. After the tenth test, I got annoyed.

'Can you stop. It apparently was a dud.' I thought to myself, but Dr. Forman jumped.

"Dos you just say that?" He demanded.

'No,' I thought to myself again.

"Yes you did," Dr. Forman shot back.

P-38.

"P-38. Now!" Dr. Forman shouted.

The scientists scrambled to get Dr. Forman his new syringe. Before I can even process how to blink, another syringe was in my neck.

Long story short, nothing happened and Dr. Forman barks for Z-44. But I was tired and sore from all the other syringes, so with a wave of my hand, the syringe went flying across the room. Everyone was in shock, even me and with no further questions, I was sent back to my room.

I spent the rest of my day processing what happened, listening to the other poor souls being called to their daily torture.
Maybe it's not torture. Maybe they ended up like me. But what was that exactly? What was I now?

A mutant?

By the time dinner came around, I was starving. I headed down to the cafeteria with everyone else. We were being watched closely. A lot of people here had been tested that day.

Halfway through out silent meal, we were ordered by Dr. Forman to go back to our rooms. No one questioned him. Everyone knew not to question him.

Once everyone got back to their rooms, the light were turned off and they weren't turned back on till the next day.

I was woken up by the alarm signaling that is was breakfast time. I got up and put on a new, clean, white jumpsuit. I started to head down for breakfast, when something caught my eye.
People. Not just normal people, like the scientist here. People I had never seen before. They were talking to Dr. Forman, thought I couldn't here them.

Dr. Forman noticed do me watching and excused himself form the people. He walked up to me and said, "A-36971 you should be at breakfast."

I stared past him and decided to put my new powers to use.

'Help,' I directed at the one who looked to be in charge. Then I looked at Dr. Forman and left for breakfast.

Whoever these people are, hopefully they can help is all.