Chapter 4, Page 17

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Michel felt heavy as he forced his eyes open. He could barely move.

"Good to see we didn't kill you." someone said behind him, they walked in his vision. Doctors.

Michel growled a reply, "The fuck do you want me for?"

"Tests, you have amazing abilities, we want to harness that." the doctor snarled and narrowed her eyes.

"You can't harness anything. You dont have the right!" Michel clenched his jaw as she traced his lips.

"Of course we don't, your still a United States Citizen after all. But you're not human."

"I'm still human!" he gasped out as he shrugged against his bindings. (Its gettin' kinky in here guys!)

"No regular old human could pin a full grown man to a wall using a kitchen knife." She paused to take notes. "So no, you're not. What you aee though is pathetic. Worthless. You're just the skum on the bottom of a shoe, like gum on a side walk. You play no part in this world. You make no one happy. All you do is hurt. Hurt, hurt, hurt. You have to live with that, if you are even living. Are you living? You've died before, but you always come back. How? If you're so "human" as you claim you are, how do you survive. It's simple really, you're not human, you live and feed off of the innocent, you're a parasite." (I got too carried away I'm sorry.) She huffed and wrote something down on her clipboard.

"Mental manipulation doesn't work. Harmful phrases seem to not affect him."

"Why are you doing this?" Michel furrowed his brows.

"You have amazing abilities, we want to stretch them to the absolute brink. What's your point I already said this?" she said as she narrowed her eyes.

"This is inhumane and you know it." Michel answered.

"No one would care now would they? No one would, because you have no one. You're psychopathic." she laughed as his determined expression fell. "Saying no one likes him works, maybe laughing at him also played a role in his reaction." She spit and narrowed her eyes, walking out of the room with the clipboard clutched to her chest.

"The hell is this place?" Michel whispered as he let his head fall.

(Well I got that done fast-)

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