Meetings

Experiments

"Test one, now." Pain.

"Test seventy five, now." Pain.

Day in and day out. Pain.

Thoughts cloudy, anger rising and falling.

I try escape. No work

Needles. Extracting something.

Thin bags putting something in.

Vocabulary, every expanding and widening.

I attempt to flee. I fail.

Intelligence, increasing. Awareness, developing.

Fear...All I can now sense is fear. Fear of them, of the experiments...fear of existing.

Hatred. Anger. Rage. Madness.

I strive for freedom and fall.

Love. My creators have reanimated a semi-human girl....and I have become attached.

Infatuation overtakes me over this girl, this brand new girl. My creators treat her as a girl, but I can see the hurt behind her eyes....a much too familiar hurt.

I.....we escape. Frankie and I: Riley.