Chapter 7

47 4 0
                                    

Please answer these QOTC's I don't put them here for absolutely nothing. In fact, some of these actually help me plan out this story.

QOTC: What do you think the lab will do next?

---------------------------------------------

My whole body is numb. I can barely feel it. I try to open my eyes, but I shut them at the glance of white surrounding me. It was surprisingly bright. There's a constant beeping noise in my head. Was I in heaven? Did that ham and cheese kill me?

I attempt to open my eyes again, and I see a while wall. This couldn't have been heaven, could it?

Cause God knew I probably didn't belong in heaven with everything I've been thinking in my head. 

I try to move my head, but everything is in slow motion. There is a man over me. He had a white cloth over his mouth, glasses, and white gloves over his hands. I couldn't make out his face, but my brain finally takes in all the information.

I gasp and struggle to get out of a blanket on top of me. A woman with a cloth over her mouth places her hands on me and the man does the same.

"Calm down," the nurse says, I can barely make it out.

I don't recognize these people, but I certained wanted out. I didn't want to be in the lab. More people come in and try to hold me down. They haven't seen me yet.

"Caitlyn!" I hear a familiar voice, "It's okay, we're not there. This is a hospital, they're trying to help you."

I freeze. Raven?

I don't reconize him, mostly because I could barely see him. His tan skin is lighter than it should be and I could barely make out the small beads of water in his hair. He took off his jacket and is wearing a short black shirt without sleeves he had on underneath. I'm also glad he said Caitlyn and not Sage.

"Were you guys tramatized when you were young?" the man asked, out of breath, "She's strong when she wants out."

Raven nods, "Tell me about it."

I knew he was talking about our escape. It took me a while ot think of it though. My mind was dazed and my vision was a little blurry. What was going on?

"What?" I find myself asking, "What's going on?"

"Caitlyn," Raven sighed, "You've been poisoned. They're trying to get it out of your bloodstream. It wasn't her, it was them. They replaced her ham, she had no idea about it."

I groan as the doctor gave a confused look.

"Them?" he asked, "Who's them?"

"Don't ask," I say, closing my eyes again. They were too heavy to keep open. I've never admit to my pain or weaknesses, but I was tired and weak. And the actions I just took didn't help me at all.

I still didn't know what was going on. How low would the lab be to poison me? What if Mrs. Wenc didn't have us in her basement? Then she would end up in this bed! Did they ever think of that?

They probably didn't care.

And thinking about it made my head hurt. I relaxed myself and let the doctor and nurse do what they needed to do. I don't know how long I was out, but when I woke up no one was in the room and it was dark outside. But then I realized I wasn't alone.

I could faintly make out two figures on the other side of the room: Raven and Swift. They were both asleep in two louge chairs. I'm surprised the doctors let them stay there. There were two wet ribbons under Swift's eyes. She had been crying. Swift never cried, the last time she did was when Allen died. The old Allen.

VariantWhere stories live. Discover now