Wired

I really don't understand how it came to this. One minute I was talking to my best friend over the phone the next I end up at the bottom of the stairs with a huge gash on my leg. But it's not bleeding. I repeat, it is bleeding. A fall like that would surely make anyone bleed a little but when I look down,to my horror, I don't find bones and blood. I find wires.

I don't know quite what I'm looking for but I know ordinary people aren't supposed to see wires and metal tubes where there bones should be. Bones should definitely be there. Alright I just need to calm down and figure this out in a rational way. But first I need to do something. I grab the pillow on my bed and scream so loud I think the people in the severely overcrowded coffee shop down the street heard me. "Much better," I breath out.

I scoot my squeaky chair up to my small desk and begin looking for anything relating to my recent discovery. Most of the stuff I pull up however is just stuff about transplants and cancer, which is not exactly what I'm looking for at the moment. As soon as I was about ready to just go watch some TV and look back at this stuff tomorrow I find something that catches my eye. It reads The Android Trials Are Falling Apart. I have never heard of the Android Trials before so I guess I might as well learn something in my useless attempt to find anything relating to why I have wires in my body.

I start reading the short paragraph and soon enough I have become so invested in the topic my alarm for 6am goes off. That's impossible last I checked it was 11:30 at night. However I quickly realized that I spent the whole night reading about the trials and that I now have to go to work. Yeah, I am definitely not going in today cause I think I just found something and I can't waste any time sitting and talking to coworkers about the weather and the game last night.

I call in fake sick and I go over what I learned last night. So I know the Android Trials happened 23 years ago and that these scientists were excited that they might have just created something life changing. Unfortunately, it all went to hell when some of the androids started to malfunction and kill the workers. Those remaining turned off the rest of the androids and went on with their lives just trying to forget it all happened. As if they never did anything wrong. A couple years after the incident word had only just got out about it because some kids were exploring the area and found the bodies. After the investigation they found that one android was missing from the premises, and they never found it.

I start to pace the room to where I feel as if I am creating a dent in the floor. Could I be the missing android. I mean they said they never even found it, and what else could explain that I have wires inside my fricken body!

Who can I even go to and explain this to. I don't think anyone would take me seriously. It's not as if I can just ask my biological mother and father since there dead and my adoptive parents died in a car crash three years ago. If they were even alive I don't think I could just go and ask them "Hey so do you know anything about the wires and tubes inside my body? Cause I might be freaking out just a little bit."

I suddenly get an idea out of the blue. There might be archives about the trials in the nearby library. I can go and see if they have more information.

I rush to get my coat and my purse and head out into the chilling place I call my home town, where the weather can be anything from 110 degrees to below 20 degrees. I decided to walk since the library is only two blocks away, and I want to walk in the fresh air after being cooped up in my house for a while.

I reach the large stone library and head up to the front desks hoping that there might be a little information on this topic. "Hi, I was wondering if you might happen to have any information in your archives about the Android Trials by any chance?"