Lost

Chapter 5

“He’s staying in room 813,” I mumble a thank you and rush upstairs. I pound on his door. 

He opens it and says, “Calista? Where’s the fire?” I go into his room. “Okay, sure, come on in. What’s going on?”

“I need you to tell me everything you know about the experiments.” He tells me about the men in suits coming to his house and took him away when he was in eighth grade. They sedated him and when he woke up, he was strapped to a chair. A woman in a white lab coat walked toward him with a large syringe with green liquid in it. He was very disoriented for a few days, but when he came to his senses, he woke up in one of the dorm rooms. Across from his bed was the same women who injected him with the syringe. She told him that he was now part of an experiment to see if this new steroid had any dangerous or fatal side effects and to see how long the serum would work. The governments’ main goal is to alter the personality and appearance of a society to make them ‘perfect’. 

“So, a society full of athletic, smart and good-looking women and men?” I ask.

“Essentially, yes. I understand that this came about from the obsession of a scientist who passed a few years ago. I believe his name was Walter Prescott. He had this sick obsession of making himself look appealing in society’s eyes. He created all these different serums and tested all of them on himself. He committed suicide after a while. Now the scientists in the compound are making serums based off of Prescott’s journals.” 

After talking to Brent, my head was spinning. It was a lot of information to take in. There was a faint knock on my door. “Come in,” I croak. 

“Hey, Cal, I came to check up on you. Is everything okay?” Caleb asks me.

“I talked to this guy about the experiments.” I say slowly.

“What? Cali, I asked you to leave it alone.” 

“You don’t understand. How many experiments have you been in Caleb?”

He looks at me for a moment and answers, “Two.”

“What were they?”

“One was a green serum to make me stronger, and the other was a purple serum to enhance the positives in my personality.” He says, dejectedly.

“So, you know they’re trying to make you perfect. Don’t you?”

“Yes, but Cali, please leave it alone.”

“I can’t. I’m already trapped in this damn compound and I deserve to know what’s going on!” 

“Cali, you’re only going to get hurt. Please, just leave it alone. Stay out of their way,” he clenches his jaw and walks out of my room. I put my head in my hands. This compound just got interesting.