Chapter 9 - The Other Side

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Be Nice by Black Eyed Peas ft. Snoop Dogg

UNKNOWN LOCATION...
UNKNOWN POV...

Where am I?
What happened?
What is going on?

As I begin to wake up, I notice that I'm in a cell. It's too dark for me to actually see anything further than the bars. But that might be because of my possible concussion.

I can't remember anything that happened before I was placed here or even why I was placed here. I hope this doesn't mean they know my secret. Wait. Secret? What secret? What am I talking about?

Before I can even investigate further, a glass wall comes down before the bars and an unfamiliar gas starts pumping into my cell. Suddenly I don't feel so good.

ANOTHER UNKNOWN POV...

I have been here for far too long. That's for sure. I know that I'm missing time in my memories but I don't know how much. But I do know when I got here I was young and now I'm an adult. Maybe. I don't know how old I am right now.

What is going on?

When the guard outside my door notices that I am awake he speaks into his radio. But, it's in a different language I haven't learned yet. For a few minutes nothing happens. I am left to sit in my cell wondering how the hell I got here and how I should escape.

A large man then steps in front of my cell. His keys tingle in his hands so I must have been so deep in thought because I didn't hear him approach.

"вставать!"

"What? I don't speak that."

"вставать!"

"What did I just say?! I DON'T UNDERSTAND!"

He reaches for something in his pockets and a moment later my body is filled with pain. I gasp for breath after I can finally feel my body again. That's when I notice the tiny, thin collar around my neck.

"What is this?! Take this off me!"

The man just smirks at me while he pushes the button again and my body is on fire again. However, this time while I'm still recovering he opens the door of my cell and grabs me. He puts my restraints on me so he and his partner can drag me to a new place.

They end up taking me to this big room that is pretty much empty. They take my new restraints off before shoving me in the new room.

"Hey! What gives?!"

They ignore me as usual an leave me to explore the empty room. Upon further inspection I notice some large object covered by a sheet in a corner of a room and a small lump, that looks like a person, in another. There isn't anything else in the room so I walk over to the large object so I can find out what it is.

I hear beeping coming from the object as I get closer to it. It's not big, only a few feet tall. When I take the sheet off I see it looks like a small circular freezer. The cold that's coming off it in waves is too cold for it to be a mini fridge.

When I bend down to see what's in it, I freeze. The screen before I reach the viewing screen is a name tag.

NAME: BWH -001.25
AGE: 1 WEEK
BIRTHDAY: 10/21/1986

"What? This doesn't make any sense."

When I continue to look towards the viewing screen, I see. It's a baby! And apparently this baby is 33 years old!

"WHAT?!"

"huh?"

Apparently all my yelling has attracted the attention of the lump in the other corner of the room.

"What's goin on?"

By the looks of it, the lump is just a kid. Maybe a teenager.

"I don't know kid."

"Please don't call me that."

What? Whatever. "Ok. What's your name?"

"It's... It's umm... I don't know. Why don't I know my name? What's going on? Where am I?!"

"Whoa, kid calm down!"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"

"Ok. But you have to calm down."

"Заткнись!"

With that we both turn our attention to the guard standing outside the room.

"I have already told you that I don't speak your language!!"

"He's telling us to shut up."

"Huh? How do u know?"

"I... I don't know. Ugh! What is going on?!"

"Заткнись!"

"Alright. Alright we get it."

Turns out all the guards have something like the first one, because moments later my body is on fire. And the same thing is happening to the kid.

Finally, it stops and the kid and I remain silent for a couple hours. Until I remember the baby on the other side of the room. I jump up and run over to it. Screw trying to figure out what is going on, I have to save it.

I use all of my strength and brains trying to get the baby out of this... thing. It doesn't have a lid or any visible access points. And the viewing screen is a very thick plastic, not glass. Even the kid doesn't know what to do, once he got over the fact of seeing a 33 year old newborn.

TIME SKIP...

We end up leaving the baby thing alone. Maybe one day the guards will make one of us do something really crazy to get the baby out of it. And plus this kid is really freaking out about not knowing who he is and where we are. This place is really creepy though. There are screams like every hour, and I think it's from the same person.

I don't know what to do. This place is so weird and the people around me aren't helping.

HEYYYYY. SO SORRY GUYS. I HAD A LOT OF WRITER'S BLOCK. BUT THANKS FOR THE CONTINUED SUPPORT. YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST. I LOVE YOU GUYS. 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

LOVE,
MEG-MEG

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