I Dare You To Read This Book.

Patient 314 - Day 4

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Mt. Whitney Psychiatric Ward
Patient 314 Personal Log
2/8/2017 – 8:17PM
I feel like I am being conditioned, like I am a bad dog in obedience school. To a degree I understand what Dr. Feldman is doing and why but I hate not being in control of the experiments. I felt like I was getting closer to a cure on my own! I didn't need this beady-eyed asshole force-feeding me little kids and raping my eyes with blinding lights. Fuck. At least he said today was the last day for all of the back and forth shit. Tomorrow would be fun, he said. I'd like to say I don't trust him but what fucking choice to I have? It is going to happen one way or another. What I don't fucking get is how they have clone tech. Like, I know it wasn't my mom but at the same time it was impossible not to think it was her. Her voice, expressions, everything was perfect. Then that smug bastard throws a clone of himself in here. Probably testing me to see how much I hate him. A lot, man. A whole fucking lot.

Dr. Feldman
2/8/2017 – 10:00PM
Observations from experiment three – logging...
Patient 314 has stabilized. There was concern at first due to the nature of our testing, of course, but his resolve is incredibly high. This is most likely caused by the extreme isolation he has already endured. Testing has determined that size or age of the individual is not a factor in the amount of strength 314 gains from each kill, but rather emotional bonds. It is still undetermined whether positive emotions or negative emotions such as love and calm versus hate and fear change the amount but we will revisit that at a later date. A most interesting note - the highest amount of strength gain did not come from killing me but actually his mother. Very much looking forward to testing my theory on why that was.
By the end of the day we determined the amount of sensory stimulation needed to bring 314 down to his zero point: the point where he does not hurt from sensations but is not above normal human ability. We also determined that 314 actually goes slightly beyond the normal levels of human strength, speed, and agility after killing, thus enabling the next kill to be easier.
Tomorrow will be an exciting day.

2/9/2017 – 6:15AM
Experiment four – logging...
Breakfast delivered. 314 eats hungrily. Readings are taken, compared, logged.
Six individuals enter the room. Each one is faceless and naked.
Dr. - Good morning, 314. Before you is the first round of tests for the day. If you would please kill one, then wait until my signal, kill two and wait for my signal, then the last three. I also need you to be consistent in your actions.
314 - Why don't they have faces?
Dr. - We are trying to eliminate any emotion behind the acts today.
314 - How do they see?
Dr. - One day I will explain everything, but for now please kill the first individual.
314 studies Dr. Feldman's face for a moment before walking over to the first. He stops an inch away, almost nose to nose (if it had a nose).
314 - It isn't breathing. Strange.
314 snaps the neck and steps back. Readings are taken, compared, logged.
Dr. - Proceed.
314 moves in front of the next, quickly snapping the neck of one and then two. Readings are taken, compared, logged.
Dr. - Proceed.
314 snaps all three necks almost too quickly to see. Readings are taken, compared, logged.
Dr. - Thank you, 314. I'll return once the results for this test have been analyzed. Relax and enjoy some news.
The observation window switched to television mode and news is displayed. A blurb about the President, unseasonable weather patterns, a ISIS terrorist attack at Mayo Clinic, a Yellow Fever outbreak.

2/9/2017 – 9:27AM
Experiment four, continued – logging...
Dr. - Have you ever fired a gun before, 314?
314 - My doorbell used to send me into shock. You think a gun firing six inches from my ear would be pleasant for me?
Dr. - Of course, a silly question indeed. Six more individuals will be entering your room. One has a gun. Please take the gun and kill them all.
Readings are taken, compared, logged. Six of the faceless come in, the last holding a gun outstretched toward 314, handle out. 314 takes the gun, slides his hands over it, studies it. The first shot misses however each subsequent shot hits the target. 314 is smiling. Readings are taken, compared, logged.
Dr. - Excellent, thank you. How did it feel to use a gun?
314 - Different. Powerful. Surprisingly cold, like the gun is trying to steal all of my warmth.
Six more of the faceless come in, each one grabbing a deceased test subject and carry them out. They return, the last holding a large hunting knife.
Dr. - Please, again, this time with the knife.
314 takes the knife and sprints from the first to the last, knife flashing out. Each drop lifeless with a slit across the throat. Readings are taken, compared, logged.
Dr. - Did that feel different to you? The knife?
314 - It did. I could almost feel the heartbeat when I ran the edge across their throat, the warmth of blood on my hand.
314 glances down at his hands to find them devoid of any blood.
Dr. - Interesting, yes yes quite marvelous. [Slowly walks off talking to himself]

2/9/2017 – 11:15AM
Lunch delivered. There is also the most recent issue of Time magazine. 314 eats and reads.

2/9/2017 – 4:00PM
Experiment four, continued – logging...
One of the faceless enters 314's room.
Dr. - Good afternoon, 314. This test will be a little different. I'd like for you to kill the subject with your mind.
314 - My what? Mind? How the hell am I supposed to do that?
Dr. - I don't know, maybe you can't. But please humor me and try.
314 stares at Dr. Feldman, eyes narrowed, and then focuses attention on the Faceless. Nothing happens. Two minutes pass. Still nothing. Readings are taken, compared, logged.
Dr. - May I ask what you are thinking?
314 - I am thinking this is the most retarded test I've ever heard of.
Dr. - Have you truly tried to kill the subject? Focused intently just as if you had a gun or a knife in your hand.
314 - Sure, yea. Ok.
314 focuses on the Faceless. Eyes close. 314's vitals slow. The Faceless twitches momentarily. Then nothing. 314's brow is glistening lightly with sweat. The Faceless leaves the room. Readings are taken, compared, logged.
Dr. - Thank you 314. You may rest now. Dinner will be by shortly.

2/9/2017 – 5:15PM
Dinner delivered. 314 takes the dinner and sits down to eat. A man enters.
Confusion crosses 314's face momentarily, then recognition, then a smile.
The man drops dead. He looked just like his father.
Experiment 4 complete.