Unraveling Adriana

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13/11/17

I was awake. Finally. And according to the excited whispers outside my cell, the experiment was likely to have worked. My head ached. I observed the shackles before me and removed them using the small rocks scattered around me. They shouldn't know not to chain me anymore. I'm not going anywhere.

I heard shouts in the distance, they were different. This wasn't the sound of a child or a teenager, it couldn't be. All the others were dead, or gone.
Multiple gunshots made me immediately aware of what was going on. They found the son of a bitch and his playhouse.

I was going to leave this place. About fucking time. But I knew I had to leave the cell first. I tapped the bars of the door and called for the guard place outside my cell. When he turned around, I grabbed his gun. I didn't have time to hesitate and shot a bullet in his stomach. Grabbing his keys I awkwardly opened the cell from the exterior. I looked down at his body and the blood spreading across his shirt. Lifting my bare foot, I pressed down on his wound sinking the bullet deeper in his body.

"That's what you get you stupid fucker. I hope you die a long miserable death", I breathed out. "And I'm taking your water too because you pricks could even feed me properly".

I followed the sound of the gunshots, hoping to find some sort of escape route. But the building was silent. I peeked through the door ahead of me, when a head blocked my vision.

"Come with me. Now", his deep voice reverberated across the corridor.

"No fucking way.", I said, raising the gun protectively. I wouldn't think twice about firing the gun. I dare him to test me.

"Look, we're trying to help you okay. I promise I'm not going to hurt you.", I look into his hazel eyes searching for his intentions. He was around my age. Why the fuck was he here.

"Do you really think I'm going to trust you? Are you out of your goddamn mind.", I try to shout, anger crashing through me.

He sighs and looks up. "Okay. You need to come with us. I really need to finish this project yeah. I don't want to force you to leave."

What project? Nevermind.

I thought it through. Right now him and his companion were my only shot at freedom.

"Fuck. Okay", I said, my breath uneven and shallow.

"Hell yeah", he said, excitement clear in his voice. "Ay Yuko let's go. Get the cars ready."

When I stepped outside for the first time in a year I almost collapsed. Everything was beautiful. So fucking beautiful. A wave of nostalgia flowed through me and I took a deep breath so as not to collapse on the spot.

The boy slid into a matte black 911 Porsche Carrera and his friend, I couldn't remember the name he just said, went into a a stunning chrome Bentley.

I was completely shook.

These guys must have been 16 or 17 but they had money. A lot of it.

I pulled myself into the Porsche as the others cars had already left. Mystery boy turned to face me, his mouth opening.

"Hello Adriana. My name is Mateo. You're safe now."

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