Escape

Chapter 3

The next couple of days I did the same thing. Wake up. Eat. Run. Eat again. Talk to one of the guards. Threatened to be injected by one of the guards. Go to sleep.

​The whole routine got pretty boring. From time to time I would see Will, but all he would do was nod at me and walk the other direction. Marshall probably told him to stay away from me. What did I do that was so bad? Like, jeez.

​Anyway, I was allowed to wander the halls that afternoon so I made my way towards the front of the building. There were extra gaurds placed there ever since my little escapade that I supposed happened before I was injected. I looked around the lobby, and frowned. Tristan wasn't there like he usually was. Too bad, he's a pretty nice guy. Actually there were a lot more changes to the room than I first realized. I walked over to the pressurized plate. It was reinforced with new titanium sensors to scan the person entering or leaving.

​The guards watched me as I jumped up and down on the plate, not once triggering it, and I could've sworn that I saw one snicker. I studied the floor. There was something on the ground, so I bent down and picked it up nonchalantly. I could see all of the guards perk up and stare me down like I was some kind of dead mouse and they were hungry hawks.

​I rolled the little thing between my fingers. My fingers. They were covered with these strange green markings. Something kicked at the back of my memory, as if I saw these glyphs before in some dream. I almost didn't even notice the little object in my hands faintly flicker a weird green light and then start to grow. It spread out across my hands and then twirled around my arm, sprouting odd little pink bulbs.

​I looked and saw all six guards staring at me with blank faces. Some met my eyes, and a look of panic stretched across their features. "A..." One cautioned, moving a hand slowly to their pocket where I was certain a serum shot was located.

Fear and anger rose in me, and a nostalgic feeling erupted deep in my gut and flooded my memories. What was I forgetting?

​ The vine then lashed out and knocked over half of the guards. The other three leaped to the side. I saw one reach for the emergency alert button on the wall, and my mind went all kinds of bizerk. The vine seemed to respond to my thoughts because it suddenly grew at an incredible speed and threw the guard against the wall.

​ "What's happening!?" One if the guards, I think her name was Bella, screamed at me.

​"Hell if I know!" I screamed right back. I looked down at the vine on my arm. It kept growing and growing, and soon it was wrapped around my small waist and thin legs. I fell to the ground, feet tangled somewhere in the mess of greenery.

I heard some more people rush into the room, probably coming to see what all of the screaming was about, but I couldn't move my head enough to see who it was.

"What's happening!?" Another voice shouted. It was Marshall.

"How many of you are just going to stand there and say the same thing while I'm down here-" My words were muffled my a thick vine growing across my mouth. I kicked and screamed, but I couldn't get loose.

My nose and mouth were both blocked, and soon the room started to look a little funny as the lack of air messed with my head.

"Someone help her!" I heard a desperate Will cry out. His voice sounded far away, as did all of the others.

"No! Don't harm her" Yelped Marshall just before I felt the vine loosen on my body. In an instant, my body went limp and a knife clashed down in front of me. The vine splashed down on top of the knife, cut into two. It started to glow eerily and then shriveled up into a little brown root. Streaks of pain went through me, as it almost felt as if I had been sliced into two. I winced in pain, and the thundering footsteps rang in my ears as people gathered around my aching body.

I turned just enough to see one the the more gruesome-looking guards smile and pull out a sharp needle that had my name on it.

At once my mind pushed all of the pain away and I sat up, "Bitch, you better think twice than to come near me with that thing." The guard's smile faded and a look of confusion spread across all of my viewers' faces.

I kicked my feet up and hit one of the guards straight in the gut, and he fell back onto the pressure plate. The sensor spoke in a cheesy robot voice: "Please stay still for scanning."

I rolled my eyes and lifted up the disoriented guard's face to the scanner. "Say cheese!"

The metal doors shifted open and I took off down the endless road.