"Where am I?" I say aloud as I wake up. I notice that I can't feel my limbs. I am suspended in some kind of water. "Hello!" I say louder. I get no answer. I start panicking and thrashing around. "Help, my name is, is," and then I realize, I have no memory of what happened. How I got here, where I am. Who I am. A voice comes from a transmitter inside the liquid. "You are subject 311-B." "Well," I say "could ya let me out?" "You are in a standard model isolation tank, you will not leave."I start to get frustrated. I pull my arms free from the restraints and start punching the glass. With adrenaline coursing through my veins I fight through the pain of my bruised knuckles. "Subject 311-B stop or you will be restrained, I repeat subject 311-B stop or you will be restrained."
I draw my arm back and break the glass. I scream as blinding light floods my eyes. I feel myself getting pulled from the tank by the fluid flowing out of the tank. I get on to my shaking legs and stumble to the window. I throw myself into the cool night and feel myself free falling from the fourth story of a white building. I had to get out of there, even if it ment losing my life. I crashed into a tree, tumbled down the side, and landed in a heap behind some bushes. I hear yelling and sirens before my vision goes dark.
My last thought before I lose consciousness, is "Who am I?"
YOU ARE READING
The Joy Of Remembrance
Mystery / ThrillerIt is a fast-paced suspense thriller. Subject 311-B has just awoken from an isolation tank in the middle of Montana. He has no memories and doesn't know who he is. Come accompany him on his journey for remembrance.
