Chapter 2 - 'Just Bennidict'

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I decided I couldn't hate Dr. Martin any more than I already did, but of course, he was going to have to prove me wrong.

"Now, don't move and this next thing won't hurt a bit," 'Dr' Martin said, waving his siringe in my face, then poking it straight into my arm.

"What the heck was that?!?" I yelled at the mad scientist.

I was starting to doubt that he was actually a real doctor so I called him Martin from then on. I mean, if you were a real doctor, would you really be shooting people, then capturing them and doing experiments on them? Sounds more like majorly cookey, messed up scientist to me.

"Don't worry, child." My vision started blurring. Again. I was getting really sick of all this blacking out. "Don't worry about anything..." Just as my eyes flickered shut, I saw an electric blue light fizzing around my body.

I was sitting in front of a table. My focus was still fuzzy and I couldn't see very clearly, but I could see just about enough to clearly make out a woman in a lab coat perched on an ugly pink chair on the other side of the desk.

"You don't understand, Sasha. We are good! You need to keep on trying!" The woman pleaded urgently. I had no idea what she was talking about.

Suddenly, an alarm went off, sounding a bit like a fire alarm but I couldn't be sure; my sences were all over the place.

"We don't have much time!" She glanced hurriedly at her watch. "Just remember: we are not the bad guys!" And she vanished. Completely dissapeared. Then that electric blue light again. What is that stuff?

I woke up to find someone standing over me. I was just so glad that it wasn't Martin. It was a guy, about my age, maybe a year older? Anyway, he ways just standing over me, watching me. Then he noticed I was awake.

"Excuse me! Who are you?" I demanded.

"I'm Bennidict."

"Bennidict, who?"

"Just Bennidict."

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