Immediately she entered the building the first thing she noticed was the large number of people in the building. The people were sitting on rows of perfectly arranged chairs. The people moved from one chair to the other till it led to the front were their needs would be attended to by the operative behind the counter.
The second thing she noticed was that the room was divided into two by a red tape. The other side of the room was empty. There were no chairs and it had only one operative. Above the counter was "SPECIAL CASES" written in bold letters.
She started moving towards the special cases operative ignoring the stares and whispers of the people on the other side.
"Test subject 3X5611A2." she said to the operative once stood before her.
She watched as the operator began typing and searching for information on her computer.
"Wait, Blendy?"
The girl in question turned to the other side of the room where a guy stood staring at her like she rose from the dead. She tilted her head in confusion. She had no idea who he was but he seemed to know her.
"My God. Blendy it is you!" he said. He moved closer to the red tape.
"Sir stop right there." one of the operatives said.
"A2 is there a problem?" the special cases operative asked.
Blendy, who had been staring blankly at the strange man, turned back to the operative.
"There's no problem. He has me mistaken for someone else." she said.
"Sir return to your seat at once." the operative at the other end said.
"You'll be bunking with our number eight. Tenth floor, room 3." the special cases operative said.
"Wait Blendy!" she heard the guy yell as she turned to leave.
"We will speak later regarding this matter." Blendy said before she left.
***
Blendy stopped right outside room eight. She took a deep breath before she entered the room.
Inside, the room was large. At the far end the room was two full beds parallel each other. In front of the beds were wardrobes, one in front of each bed. In between the beds was a bright red carpet which led all the way to the door. As she was examining the room her eyes stopped at the door in between the bed and the door where she stood. There stood a male practically half naked with a towel wrapped around his waist.
He stood perfectly still with one hand in his brown hair and the other holding his towel in place. He didn't move even though his eyes were open and he was staring right at her. Blendy tilted her head in confusion at him. Did he believe that he would be invisible if he stood still?
After staring at him for a little under a minute, Blendy shut the door behind her and moved to the bed which looked like it hadn't been laid in and dropped both her bags on them. If he wants to be invisible she would treat him as such. She opened one of the bags and began to unpack.
"Um I think you have the wrong room." he said.
"You are ranked eighth, correct?"Blendy continued to unpack as she spoke. "And this is room three on the tenth floor if I'm not mistaken. "
"Yeah your right. Who are you?" he asked.
"I am Blendy and I am your new roommate." she replied in a bored tone.
"No. my roommate is a guy called 3X5611A2" he said.
Blendy stopped and turned to face him with her usual poker face. "Nice to meet you too. Please call me A2. I believe 3X5611A2 is a mouthful."
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LAB RAT
Science Fiction"People who do ugly things can't have beautiful things." The beautiful boy told her that. Stolen from her home and experimented on, Blendy must now come to terms with what she has to do now that she has been released. "What is your name?" ,the Gener...
