The Final Exam

Chapter 12

Suddenly, everything shut off to black, like if someone hit my "off" switch unexpectedly. I didn't see, hear, or feel anything after June finished talking.

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Fatherless. A silly momma's boy who lost his sister.

A meek little girl chasing two boys.

Reckless and annoying, insensitive and unorganized, he will never change.
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Was this really going through my head? Or was I hearing it? Am I dead?

I slowly opened my eyes. My vision was incredibly blurry, and all I could hear was a ringing in my ear, but I could make out some muffled conversation.

I couldn't move.

Those three questions went through my mind again. Especially the last one.
After a little while, I could make out some of the conversation clearly. "What should we do about them? I don't want to..."
"Don't give me that mushy crap, they could tell the authorities what we've been doing all these years!"

Yeni... Have you been here all alone all this time?
My vision started to clear up. I saw Yeni sitting in an old armchair, she looked depressed. When she disappeared in the car accident and fell off the bridge, I really thought she was dead. But now she's here, not rotting at the bottom of some lake. Shouldn't I be happy? But I'm not happy. She's not herself, she's.... Suffering. I feel so stupid for not trying to help her. She could've been happy if she stayed home, or, if I stayed here with her. I was so stupid.

Since I could move now, I dared to get up and look around while Yeni was pondering away in her chair. As I got up, I caught a good look of the room. It was a dimmed lab room, I was in a very small section of the room (more like a cell, but the door wasn't locked) walled off by glass. I walked out, being careful not to let her hear me. Every once in a while, she would speak to herself and constantly look behind her back. I was sneaking around some desk drawers when I stepped on a crushed up ball of paper, making a little sound. Luckily, Yeni didn't seem to hear it.

I picked up the paper, and straightened it out.
Log 11.20.09
It has been a whole year since I left my home. There has been some progress in the underground building of the lab. My father and I are planning to begin our new project immediately. I am growing quite content with my choices and the improvements to lab. However, I am beginning to experience a disturbance in my thoughts... I need to think clearly.

The rest of the note was either scribbled off or indecipherable.

I stopped suddenly. Where's June and Michael? Oh crap, what happened to them?

"I know you're awake, Andrew. Nosy little boy."