The Dome [O L D]

Chapter 13

Location: Unknown, US

Subject: Cameron Pien

Date: April 16

I awaken on a metal table, my arms and legs hanging off the edges. Someone in a blood-stained white doctor's uniform watches me from a corner. A short gun is clutched in his white-knuckled hands.

"Who... are you...?" I say, my voice ragged. How long have I been sleeping?

Sitting up, I see an IV in my wrist. An IV? What for? Questions fill my head.

"I can't answer that question." the doctor says, a hint of fear in his voice. He begins to walk toward the table, weaving through trays of surgical equipment. I raise an eyebrow, then the pain hits me.

I twist my head, trying to see my throbbing wings. The doctor grows ever closer.

My feathers are shredded, and bloodied flesh is visible through them. There are cuts on the bases of my wings.

They were trying to cut them off.

My eyes widen, and I fill with hatred. I look up at the evil man.

A voice inside tells me:

You can kill him. I can show you how.

"Show me." I murmur. The doctor raises an eyebrow and presses a tiny button on the wall.

I cringe as my wrist begins to throb. The edges of my vision fade into darkness. My eyelids seem impossibly heavy. I hold on to consciousness, but just barely.

Okay. I'll show you.

I feel a tingling in my eyes. They snap open.

The doctor takes a small step back and his hands shake slightly.

The feeling intensifies, and my hands curl into tight fists.

He finally makes it to the table, his face white as a ghost's. The man points his gun at my chest. His breathing is quick.

Invisible needles pierce my eyes and I cry out. My hand lashes out and slaps his arm.The doctor stares at me in shock.

Pull on the gun.

The pain stops, and I look at the gun.

It lifts into the air.