Today was the day, the day I would escape this place. Everything was in place and everyone was ready. They put us all in here for far too long and it was about time for us to get an early release. However, not before getting a little pay back myself at the man who stole not just my life, but my family and everyone I ever cared about. Only a few hours left, a few hours till he got what he deserved. Twelve hours and everything would change.
“Mel, we got the okay from the guys in C block. Everything is set,” said Z.
“Great, let the others know,” I replied. My mind was racing, running the plan over and over in my head, making sure everything was set up right. Nothing could go wrong. Tonight, I take back what A.C.I.D. took from me. From us, I thought.
A.C.I.D. was created to help people who showed signs of higher intelligence or super human traits by one day treating them and bringing them back to a state of “normalcy.” A.C.I.D, or Advisory of Citizens In Distress, was unable to fulfill its starting goal, preventing and eliminating the super human outbreak, so they decided to try and unite the norms, normal humans, and the abis, abnormal humans. However, that didn’t work so well. Their idea of “uniting the world” was locking all the abis up in asylums made specifically for their “special needs.”
Each abi has a unique power or ability. Some come straight from movies or comic books, like super speed or heat vision. Others are more unheard of, such as the ability to create anything out of thin air or to be able to change your body into any element of Earth. Thousands of abis have been found or born and hundreds more have been used in A.C.I.D’s “treatments.” Many of them have never been heard from since.
My mission is to stop this madness from continuing and, somehow, truly uniting the world. No one, not even the abis, deserve to live our lives as caged animals for testing.
“Mel,” said Madi, the girl just to my right. She looked no more than 16 even though I knew better. She had long black-blue hair and red tips, her lightly tanned skin and the same gray jumpsuit we all wear. She looked at me with scared eyes and fresh blood on her lower lip from an earlier fight. “How much longer do we wait?”
I glance at the clock on the wall behind me. It was 12:55 pm. We had been in the asylum cafeteria for about an hour and a half now. It was the usual afternoon inspection. Normally it took two hours while we were all eating, but with the sudden “transfer of patients” we had, they would only be about another five minutes.
As I turned back around to face her and was about to answer her, Z returned with a newspaper under his arm. A slight smile on his face told me he had good news.
“J-Jay says his side is set. Mike has a few more preparations on his end to tie up, but it will be done fast knowing him.”
“And Lorana?” I ask.
Z shook his head, indicating that she still hadn’t made a choice. Frustrated, I sat at one of the tables in front of me and put my head in my hands. What now?
J-Jay, Mike, Lorana, I are what are known as the Block Leaders. We are the real ones who control the abis here. As block leaders, we split the asylum up into four different groups, mainly the blocks we were thrown in. J-Jay is in charge of Block A, or The Calm. Like the name says, its where the calmer of the abis are put because they are “no more harmful than a fly”, but still need watching. The big portion can be anywhere between X-ray vision to turning their bodies furry or scaly. Mike got Block B, a.k.a. the Psych Ward. Oh man, Mike. He’s not the fastest brain and has a very short fuse, but I’d still trust him with my life. Block B is where the “uncontrollable” ones go. Basically, if you are a danger to everyone else let alone yourself, you end up there. Most of them are elementals, a.k.a. fire, water, and air, and a bunch of psychics that tend to “blow up” their own minds. However, they’re not too much of a threat since their brains are pretty much gone because of their immense abilities. Then there’s Lorana. She’s not really someone you wanna meet in a dark alley, let alone a bright sunny park. She’s the toughest person here and the leader of Block X, or better known as Needle Point. Block X has the highest level of security due to the fact that it’s crawling with Abi Control. All the abis in the block are known for having “powers that shouldn’t be controllable.” They’re strongest and most feared out of everyone. The most dangerous known are abis that control the human body through blood or nervous system and the ones that control high amounts of electricity.
