The Test Subject

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Wheels scraped against the dark stone flooring harshly, awaking all the ghosts and demons within.The four walls taunted the poor test subject, laughing manically at her while she foolishly plotted her escape. She struggled to find her breath, wheezing uncontrollably due to the panic and the cruel way the heartless guards treated her. I almost began to let myself care. I almost let it all in. I never realized how quickly it all could destroy me if i allow it to. I would fall down like a house of cards. Once you get chosen nothing you can do or say will save you. You survive the experiment and live another day until they chose you again or you die on the operation table, there's no in-between. I struggled to close my eyes as the screams got worse, i think in some sick way i prefer the screams because then you know they're a fighter. Fighting for every breath,Fighting for a chance to be free as a bird. the image of living in a place free of all the gore and horror they have to endure as their motivation. I used my pillow to drown out the sounds. I hoped it would work like water would.Unfortunately it didn't drown out my thoughts, attacking me like knifes or even a ghost with unfinished business. I'm held between heaven and hell. A place different than both. I sighed heavily, i couldn't prevent myself from slumber for much longer, i wasn't strong enough. I was weak and everyone here knows it. I'm not strong like the fierce guards, who are always ready to take on the world. My eyes stung as i tried to delay sleep as much as possible. I prevented myself from sleep since my birthday. A ghost of a smile played on my face as i thought back to my wish, the pathetic thing i had hope for. No such happiness exists. Its a pipe dream.
I put my greasy hair up in a messy pony tail due to it being extremely annoying, pointing in all directions. We're only allowed showers late on Sunday obviously under constant supervision. Despite everything being the usual, you know the screams, lack of sleep and the sweat pouring out of me, something felt different. The air seemed thicker, the pit in my stomach was deeper and the guards were riled up like rapid dogs. I wasn't the only one that could feel it, Harry and Zayn could to. I could tell through their poor acting that they knew something was up with Miss Butts , especially Harry because hes actually her personal assistant. It baffles me sometimes how someone as caring and considerate works for the devils spawn. Any way possible he always finds a way to protect me. I cant even imagine having to act like two totally different people. I'm just glad i have a friend other than people in the same grey uniform, and the same miserable expression. My body stiffened when i heard the roar of happy guards, running down the bleak hallways ignoring our existence. I suddenly felt so alone, the screams evaporated, guards disappearing leaving their post. Something bad must seriously be happening. Something worse than new chemicals, something worse than the metal slab and something worse than Miss Butts. It gave me chills just thinking about it. The cell next to me was empty due to someone dying. It was more empty than a ghost town. I still remember the grey roots coming through, ruining her chestnut brown hair. The stunning Green eyes that reminded me of the nature just outside these walls. Her lovely smile that could brighten your day up without even trying. She was a good companion to have in such a dark place. I could see it though, her light was dimming like mine will eventually . I only imagined she died smiling because that's what she used to do so often.
The clang of my cage opening filled the empty hallway. I lightly smiled while looking at a professional looking Harry. He was wearing the same usual blue and black attire, numerous keys at his sides. A noticeable gun for safety precaution or just to seem intimidating. Harry's deep dimples and glistening white teeth could be seen as he stepped foot in my room. "where is everyone?" i asked. Harry looked like he was at war with himself. It was obvious he was debating whether to tell me something or not. Deep down i think he knows he could trust me with his life. His perfectly shaped eyebrows were knotted together, and his mouth in a slight frown. "they're probably in the hall, which speaking off i should get you there before we're both get in trouble" he cautioned. I rolled my eyes while taking the lead, leaving Harry to lock the cage back up. Spotting two armed guards walking the opposite directions i turned round, knowing the consequences for walking about unattended. "you seem really tense" i noted. "your not usually this serious" i teased, looking forward "long day, you know how it is better than anyone" Harry slightly grinned.His voice was raspy, kind of like sandpaper but smoother... more heavenly. I couldn't help but agree with him. Since there is absolutely nothing to do you cant help but get bored with your own existence. You spend at least 22 hours in your own company, its enough to drive you to the edge of insanity."new arrival today" Harry chirped. My head snapped towards him, stopping dead in my tracks. Harry gave me a questioning look like i should of known this. "what? i thought you knew" Harry rubbed the back of his neck, ive noted through out the years he only does it when hes nervous. "I didn't know" i defended myself. "that's not something i would of forgotten" i looked at him square in the green eyes. He sighed. "i don't want to scare you with the details but this boy, hes bad news. Hes worser than anything Miss Butts could ever cook up in her evil brain. i don't want you anywhere near him, do you understand Lily?" Harry demanded.He rarely tries to be intimating with me, but i remember he said that when he asked something of me i must do as he says. Still, questions ran through my mind. "whats he like?" i casually asked walking again. "not someone i want you to waste your time with" Harry stated like it was obvious." yeah because my time is borrowed" As we got closer to the lunch hall the walls got whiter and a little cleaner. "Lily, i know that look" Harry said suddenly, grabbing me by my wrist. I squinted my eyes down at his large hand. I was all around confused. Something told me that the person in question was beyond dangerous, beyond evil. Maybe he'll have red eyes, a thirst for blood. I wished i didn't have the need for knowledge.The power in Harry's heavenly green eyes overpowered me, only leaving me to agree with him. Just like that the grip on my wrist was gone and his arm was back safety by his side. "I'm sorry its just everyone's a little on edge. Any slip up they'll have our heads Lily... literally. Lilly, promise me no matter what you'll keep your head down. Do not do anything to stand out , just keep your mouth shut"" He said softly yet ever so demanding. His features were locked together, his eyes locked on mine and his body ever so close to my own. " Promise me?" i sighed deeply "I promise" i breathed followed by a small weak smile.
As usual the dull lunch hall was quiet, barely a whisper was audible. Everyone a pawn to Miss Butts unknown plan. People scared they will make a wrong move, even if they make a right one. Their faces colorless, black circles under their tired eyes. They truly look like zombies.Every corner of the room had a armed guard with a threatening look. There really is no need. No one here has the courage and the selflessness to stand up for another. We're all weak. Small like mouses. Harry had departed my side and returned to the shadow of the evil Miss Butts. I searched the mass of people looking for Becca and Zayn. Becca had dark brown hair easily mistaken as black as did Zayn. Whereas Zayn was quite tanned Becca had lost all color from her skin. More paler than snow. Its quiet beautiful although The grey uniform makes her look extremely ill but what can you do when no one cares? Zayn was muscular, which was strange for someone who never works out. The outline of his muscles were often defined, making Becca deeply blush.His eyes were a caramel color, you could get lost in them. Everything seems tense and gloomer. The dark clouds roll in,eliminating any light from the outside.I quickly found my place next to Becca and Zayn in our usual spot at the back of the room. We all greeted each other with a small smile followed by doing the same routine. Eating and occasionally smiling at each other to build morel. The same familiar number 88 and 66 were written in black fabric, against the grey it could easily be noticed. Mine was number 1. Normally being number one means something good like you achieved something something you and your family would be proud of. well not here. Being number one could only mean bad things. Unspeakable horrors. I couldn't spot Harry any where so i naturally asked my friends about the new subject. Fear took over both their features doing nothing but annoy me. "what?" i whispered harshly. Becca immediately looked down at her food. The food was disgusting the epitome of vile. It was literally green goo. Sometimes people would stave themselves for a weeks at a time before finally give up the fight. Harry once offered getting me food from the outside, promises of making my mouth water, my taste buds exploding but it wouldn't be fair to the others. I hated caring about people. Sure the experience would be tempting but i couldn't do that. It just isn't fair.fair. Becca used her plastic fork to pick at the unappetizing goo while Zayn just avoid the question all together. The deafening silence made me on the verge of just walking back to my cell. I couldn't explain my anger, it just came onto me like a coat. It was silly though, it was like wearing a coat in summer. Zayn groaned in disgust while looking of in the rows of quiet zombies. I didn't have to look up to know exactly who it is just by the sound of heels hitting the floor, echoing through out the place. Curiosity took over, i wanted to see if Harry was by her side. Becca sucked in a breath ending my search. "we haven't done nothing wrong, she isn't here for us" I reassure her. "promise" Becca said now looking at me. Today it seems ive been making promises i don't know i will keep. I don't know what Miss Butts wants, it could be anything from just to scare us or she wants another test subject. I don't know whether i can control my curiosity when it came to the new test subject. All i know is, just how hurt Harry will be if i betray his trust. "Promise" once again i gave her a small smile.
A numerous gasps and scared looks fueled Miss Butts power, giving her everything shes ever wanted. Everyone but me reacted to her presence. Even someone as big as Zayn seemed frightened to the bones of her. I rolled my eyes as shes scanned the lunch hall. Her hair was blonde, sometimes it looks white. It was tied back into a professional bun. Her face was sharp every inch of her defined. Eyebrows were drawn on to black. The make up she used didn't suit her because of her wrinkles. Her obsession of looking young was ruining her, not that i care. Her thin lips were rouge. Miss Butts has a crazy obsession of looking young forever, she wanted to eliminate death from her timeline permanently. She takes her obsession out on the youthful young girls here. She thinks she fools people but she don't. I can read people well. Her body was slouched forward her skinny arms crossed across her body, heels making her look taller. Once a pretty girl named Bo was the target of envy. Miss Butts hated the fact Bo had everything she didnt. Beautiful looks, her whole life in front of her and most importantly, a pure heart.

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