"You Know too Much"

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My fingers still frozen in the pockets of the coat I was required to bring on this miserable vacation. I would have been perfectly satisfied just staying home and playing on my N64 all day but instead my family is taking a cold, summer less vacation in the distant North. Yayy! (sarcasm). It was my parent's anniversary, they left to go travel around the town and be together. So I did the next best thing. I went to a library. I'm sure you heard of them. The native area of strange creatures with gamer headphones and weekend homework. Not my common domain, but we all like a bit of variety. So yes, I could do books.

I looked around through the shelves and found a nice book that caught my eye. It was pale blue color and it had no title or author on it. Shrugging, I opened it to check it out. "What is this?" I breathed, flipping through the pages. "Who would publish a blank book?" closing the book, I walked up to ask the librarian about it.

She looked up from the screen and smiled at me. "Oh, hello! Can I help you?" She said as I approached her. I opened my mouth to answer but was cut off by the air being pushed out of my lungs. A couple of men in clear white suits had tackled me to the ground.

"Don't worry, ma'am. She only knows too much." They said to the librarian who gasped in fear. I struggled, utterly confused. The book laid next to me watching as the two men lifted me up and dragged me out of the library. "Wh-what's going on?!" I shrieked. 

"You know too much." They simply answered, throwing me into their large, high-tech white van. The vehicle started up and drove off to who knows where. Curse this small town! My heart pounded. I didn't know what would happen to me. Why are they taking me? Where are they taking me? What are they going to do to me? What about my parents? What the hell is going on???! These questions rambled all around my brain.

Finally, the door to the white van opened blinding me from the bright sun. I squinted and tried to let my eyes adjust so I could see where we were. Or where we weren't since we were in downtown no-where with the weather reporting to be sunny with a chance of death. Smothering heat, crazy kidnappers with a very uncomfortable van that bangs you around and gives you a throbbing headache.

The men in white pulled me out of the van and escorted me through the gates. As I passed one tent, I saw a deformed man pleading to be saved. Half an arm missing with his jaw sinking into his shoulders and the tip of one ear stretching all they way down to where it drags on the ground. His voice was low and sounded like he was gurgling blood since that was running down his chin. Yet, I could still make out one word. "Please!" It was frantic and he repeated it over and over again. A women held a gun to the man's temple. My eyes lingered for a split second before shifting to my very intriguing sneakers. There was a single gunshot making me flinch as the man slowly died off. Would that happen to me?

I was brought to a wide building. The men pushed me through a door to a empty room. It seemed like the barren room took up the entire building.  Deathly frightened, my heart pounding harder and harder, blood pumping though my ears. I wanted to cuddle up in a corner, but my instinct told me to stay standing. I looked around, wondering what was happening and why I was here. Suddenly, a loud feminine voice ran out causing me to jerk.

"Greetings young lady, what is your name?" she asked. I looked around wondering where the voice could be coming from. But there was nothing. I  folded my arms protectively across my chest and I remain silent. "Not answering? That's fine. We'll just call you Experiment #13."  
I froze. "Experiment?" Like a mutant? My heart shattered, feeling as if chopped liver in the cabinet. "No Way....." I say in disbelief. "That's right dear." The voice corrected. "You are here simply because you know too much." She said in explanation. Or lack thereof. 

I gathered up some courage to actually talk back to the voice. "What do I know too much of?" I don't understand!" I argued in frustration. I could tell the woman must have frowned. "Ah, I cannot tell you that, for you will only know much more." She answered in that cold voice of hers. "Now I will leave you to wonder what this place is. Don't worry, you will have a place to sleep and eat regularly. A doctor may stop around by your tent to give you a little 'checkup' occasionally. We don't want you getting sick now, do we?"...

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