Test Subject 60
I paced back and forth trying to think of a way to get out. In the all white room, the bright red letters on the door changed from “58” to “59”. I was next, I’m number 60. It was time to stop moping around and create a plan. Every day at 5:30 is when the nurse will come and feed us dinner and give us our shots. After our shots, our brains turn to putty, which means getting rid of the nurse is our last chance of survival. A month ago…
“So… How was your interview?” Tris asked hesitantly. My face filled with dread.
“I don’t even wanna talk about it.” I stated. Tris came in to hug me and I pushed her away. “... Because I nailed it!” We both laughed. Tris walked over to the phone and picked it up.
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“What do you think? We can’t celebrate without Chinese food and Reign, duhh.”
Tris called the food place and we sat on the couch, binging our favorite show. Someone knocked on the door.
“I got it!” I picked up my wallet and jogged to the door. I opened the door and a group of men in all black shoved me to the ground, as I attempted to escape. The man who was in the front put a gun to my head. Tris screamed and tried to run but she was caught. I looked back at the man holding the gun to my head, “Please don’t hurt us.” I trembled. The man lifted up his gun and for a split of a second I thought he was going to leave. He swung his arm and landed a hard blow across my face. My vision faded to black. Present Day…
“BEEP!”, the alarm rang and the door opened. I sat down on my bed and the nurse carried a tray. I scanned my eyes on everything she held. A needle, food, and and I.D. card on her shirt. The I.D. card is what will get me in and out. She set down the tray near my bed and began taking the lid of the needle off. “ Okay now lay down and close your ey-”, she