Her Journey Home

The Laboratory

I had woken up to the sounds of fizzing, evil laughter, and screams. After I had wiped my eyes open, I briskly moved to the front of the cell to see what was going on. There stood a weird type of creature with short and messy black hair. His face almost looked as if it came from every girl's dreams. I was trying to see all his features, though I failed. He was pretty tall also, about six foot at the least. His slender body was sculpted so well to where you could almost see his every muscle. The white lab coat also hung on his shoulders so well. It had amazed me. But his bottom half was split into two. What is he? Was this the guy the two were talking about? Maybe he could help me get home? My thoughts were broken when the tall and slender creature approached me. "Ah, hello there young one. You must be the new one that one that everyone is talking about. And your name is..?" he asked. I looked up at him and slightly smiled. Should I trust this thing? "I'm Gladious. I'm the princess of the Nagas. I know a lot of species, but I cannot figure out what you are. Or who you are," I quietly replied. A chuckle then escaped from his pink and soft looking lips. I didn't find anything funny, so I got confused. Apparently he could tell too. "Now, now child. Don't be confused. I am Dr. Syco. My species is what they call human. You're in our world now, not your world. But do not fret, child. We'll have fun here," he kindly said. Something about him told my mind that he was dangerous. I didn't feel safe anymore. I felt almost as if he wants to hurt me. Possibly kill. I blinked my eyes a few times at him, trying to get him to explain. He didn't fall for it. Darn. All I got was a more nasty reply. "Oh, don't worry. You'll see what games we have in store," he sneered. That's when I had noticed I was backing away. He chuckled and walked off. As long as he doesn't touch me, I guess I'll be ok. What did worry me was screaming I had heard at first. Why didn't I ask him?

I sat there for what felt like hours. When will I get home? When will that Syco guy get back? So many questions filled up my mind. The one that haunted me was "What will my mother think of me?" I was so worried and so upset at myself. I shouldn't have gone there without my mother or her consent. All I want to do is go home. I want to be talking to my mother about my day at school. I want to be playing with my friends and family. I want to be out of here. I feel as if I am a prisoner. Considering the environment, I think I am. The rusted bars, the moss covered walls, the dim light! The exact description of a dungeon or old prison. I'm just surprised that I'm not in chains. Maybe we're not chained up? Maybe he'll release me? What if he hurts or abuses me? Once again I found myself over powering my poor brain. I needed to calm down, but how? All of my items are at home and there are no paint buckets or paint brushes here. Wait! What if the two know something I could do? Well, they are male so maybe I wouldn't agree with their hobbies. I took a deep breath and sat down on the table like an object. Might as well sleep since it's the only thing that I can do. I closed my eyes and everything went black.