Subject 305-b

Chapter 1

"Wake up!" Nic could hear everything happening around him. But he couldn't see, and he couldn't move. The last thing he remembered, he'd been with his friends in the middle of nowhere. They'd been on the trail of a mysterious computer hacker. They'd made plans to meet. But then unexplainable things started happening, and that's where it all got fuzzy. Where was he? Where were his friends? What the hell was happend. "WAKE UP!" Nic half-opened his eyes. The light made his head throb, but he could make out a figure standing over him wearing what looked like a containment suit. "You have been chosen," the man behind the mask said calmly. "Wha..." Nic half mumbled. He raised his hand to try and rub some feeling back into his eyeballs, but a sharp CLANG shocked sobriety into him. He raised his head and looked at his wrist; it was shackled to the table by an inch and a half of what looked like steel. "Where am I?" He asked, peering around to take in his surroundings. What he could see was frightening, a sterile labratory-like environment. Steel walls were all he could see, steel walls and a man in a yellow contamination suit.

"You have been chosen."

Nic only understood the word "chosen". He remembered being chosen to play football by the coach but that was years ago. His mind started racing, wondering if he had been in another car accident. He had been in a severe accident 10 years ago and woke up in the hospital with his arms and legs tied down because he had broken his leg in three places and had shattered his jaw bone, but as far as he could see, he did not have any casts or bandages on him. This was entirely a different and scary situation. "Are you with me, subject 305-b? Do you understand? You have been chosen; you should be happy. Not many get the chance to change the world in such a significant way." Nic's mind was racing. Chosen? 305-b? Change the world? He looked at the man, confused and starting to get angry. "Where am I?!"
"My name is Jake," said the man in the containment suit, "You will be one of us." When Jake said, "You will be one of us," Nic noticed that his face turned into a somewhat alien-looking figure for a split second.

"What?!" exclaimed Nic, "Who...er...what are you?!" The man in the containment suit was now walking towards Nic. He placed his hand on top of Nic's head, and the last thing he remembered before he passed out was bolts of electricity covering most of his eyesight. He woke up in the same room, although he noticed that it looked a bit different then it was before. Pulsing black ooze covered the walls, wriggling and quivering, and he could feel a rhythmic throb move through the still air as it synced with his heartbeat. The pulsing grew more frequent as his heartbeat quickened with fear, and he struggled against the steel confinements holding him down to the table. Nic squeezed his eyes shut as the throbbing grew more intense, almost seeming to come from within him, and then he opened his eyes.