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Zero Zero entry 6

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The next two years are a really blur to me I was constantly experimented on some failed some didn’t but thirteen I remember perfectly. They had to move me to a different lab site. Meaning the experiments were more extreme so far they hadn’t done a real surgery on me but I guessed they’d get there some time. I was moved in an armored car my hands and ankles bound. On the way into the new building I had to walk through the courtyard. That was the first time I’d ever been outside in my whole life even if only for a few minutes I felt the warm sun on my face and the cool breeze. At the time I was too distracted to run and get away and be free big mistake. I heard some I’m guessing interns (they were too young to be scientists) asking each other if I was for the Wings Project in a sort of whisper. What was the Wings Project? I guess I’d find out.  I was taken to a cell smaller than my old one the one I’d only ever known. It was made of thick strong cement blocks and sturdy bars no windows. There was another cell across from me I could slightly make out a figure. I’m guessing whoever it was was sleeping so I just leaned against the wall and kept the memory of how it felt sun on my face and promised myself I’d get out somehow.
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