Her

Chapter 14

Sam began Digging through a small, torn up, leathery satchel.
"Sorry. Being cooped up in this.......room is having its side affects on me." I told her, my voice jittery.
"It's the same as the facilities we grew up in." She tilted her head, wondering how I thought it was nerve racking.
"It's dark." I told her.
"Same thing. Don't worry." She was oblivious.
"Also, How do you even have that bag in here?" I asked.
"Snuck it in. The guards were dumb."
Sam's hand closed around a small, Very stretchable, my kind of skin color object.
"Aha!" She yelled Gladly.
"Sh! They'll here us!" I whispered.
"Eh." She responded, and handed me the object. It was round, and you could place it over your head.
"Put it on. I nixed it from the scientists office. These people are really dumb." She said proudly.
"It'll keep you from having you hair shaved off. Not that it matters. But then you look like a normal, taken away person."
"Thanks." I said, and put in on. The bald cap looked very lumpy from my hair being shoved in it. Eh. A lumpy skull then.
"How did you get there unseen?" I asked.
"I can do this." She squinted, looking like she was very constipated, and balled her fists. Then, she disappeared. A few seconds later, in the same spot, she reappeared, looking a bit more tired.
"So....you blend in with your surrounds. Cool." I said.
"Then I faint a lot. Pretty fun. What experiment did they run on you?" She tilted her head.
"Better show you." I said, peeling off my hospital gloves. I stared at the brown satchel, concentrated, and the brown satchel turned to a.....ball of yarn. It quickly went back, and I felt as if I had run a marathon.
"We'll make an Ok team." She said, smiling.