Our Precious Blood Rose

Weird Place

Decided to try a different thing than my original sorta story stuff and welp this seems like a cool thing to try anywho enjoy~! ^3^

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The hallway I was being taken down was a white empty hall, almost like a sanitary hospital, every door had a number on it or a label as to what room it was, like an office or something, but they all were white. It quite frankly gave me the creeps, why would my father agree to let me go with these weird men in suits to this god awful facility.

I had a bracelet tag that had my name, age, weight, etc. And even a number, which I assumed was the same number room I was being dragged too.

Doctors ran all sorts of tests on me as soon as I got here. There were other people there in the same room but there was a glass wall separating each one of us. They stuck needles in my arm and took samples of me and the other kids' blood. They even took swabs of the inside of my mouth. I'm not sure why they did that but they also took snippets of my hair. These weird doctor guys also put a tracking device in me, I think it was the same kind my dog has.

The men in fancy suits finally dropped me off at my room 1907, and just as I suspected it was the same number as on my brace tag. The men had told me before I went into my room that tomorrow I'd be woken up at the crack of dawn to meet the other people. Now, I see no problem with a little socializing, I actually think I could do with some human interaction that isn't with those weird lab and suit dudes, I only have a problem with the time that I'm waking up at.

All this time of me talking and I already forgot my manners. My name is Emily Rose, yes I do realize my name is like that one movie ya know The Excorsism Of Emily Rose. But I'm not her, after all she's in collage and I'm in high school, she's fake and I'm very much real last I checked. Any way I'm fourteen years old and apparently I'm qualified for this "experiment" that these dudes are planning, Well me and every other person in here.

Damn I'm tired. At least the room looks like my bedroom back at home. I guess they want me to have a nice stay like at a hotel or something. I guess if they're going to wake me up I better get to bed. What an absurd time. You'd think I was in the army.