Chapter 2
Alex and Rick.
I blinked, trying to
clear the spots out from in front of my eyes, when suddenly my hands
were free and I was able to sit up. There was a man standing at the
foot of the bed. He was tall, at least six foot, black hair, green
eyes, and looked to be in his early twenties. Out of the corner of my
eye, I saw Natalie sit up and rub her wrists. The man standing at the
foot of her bed was shorter than the one standing at the foot of my
bed, his hair was yellow, his face was rather pasty, and his eyes
were dead. Absolutely no life in them. I had to grit my teeth to
repress a shudder.
“You’re probably
wondering where you are, and what is going on” The pasty faced man
said with with a rasping voice.
“Nope, not at all.
We get attacked by remote controlled mannequins and faint and wake up
in strange places everyday” Natalie snapped, her voice gushing with
sarcasm. I could have killed her. This was not the time to irritate
people when we had no idea what was going on! Or what was going to
happen to us.
“You have a sense
of humor. that’s good. You might need it later on.” The man chortled. Natalie
glared at him.
“What, planning to
keep us prisoner? Make us work? Makes us slaves?”
I thumped my head
against my knees. My sister read to many books and sometimes she got
a little too excited.
“Natalie, stop
it,” I snapped at her. She turned her glare on me.
“It’s alright.”
The man said. “The truth is, this is a lab dedicated to the
research of the brain.” He said this with a straight face,
betraying no emotion. Natalie and I were far from convinced. Had he
really expected us to believe that!?After the way we had ended up
here? Besides, this looked more like a hospital room and I saw
absolutely nothing resembling a lab. They were most definitely lying.
“Oh,
the hell it is!”
Natalie spat.
“How
about maybe telling us the truth? Or at least what you are planning
to do with us.” I said. The man smiled at his companion.
“That’s
great. The drug didn’t cloud they’re minds. They just might be
the ones.”
“You
said that the last time.” The black haired man grumbled.
My
head was turning around and around. Drug? “The ones”? What in the
world was going on here?
They
turned back to us.
“My
name is Alex.” The yellow haired man said.
“And
my name is Rick.” The black haired man said.
“You’re
also probably wondering why we told you that. Sometimes the drug
clouds peoples minds when they wake up. You simply would not believe
the people who have woken up and believed that this
is a lab.”
“What
drug?”
I asked, not sure I wanted the answer.
“After
you’ve fainted, we inject you with a drug that tests how sharp you
are. If you wake up and don’t believe what we just told you, and if
you get through the tests, then you are the ones we’ve
been looking for.
If not, well, you didn’t have much of a life anyway.” Alex
explained. Natalie and I both stared at him, not quite sure we had
heard right. Then we looked at each other. Her confusion was just as
obvious as mine. Drug?
Tests? “...Not much of a life?” How sharp
we are?
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