#20

prologue

I open my eyes to find myself in a strange blueish liquid. I look up to see tubes going from the top to my mouth and nose. I look around to see a desk, papers, metal, and more tubes. There all empty. I keep on looking until I see a man sleeping on the desk. Maybe he can tell me what I'm doing here.

I pound on the glass. Nothing. I pound on it again. No response
"Hello?" I said muffled from the thing around my mouth.

Nothing.

"HEY" I yelled. He jerked and sat up straight. I pound the glass one more time so that he can bring his attention to me.
"Who are you, and where am I"
He didn't respond. His eyes were wide and his mouth was open trying to speak but couldn't. He stood up from the desk and walked towards me.
"I- you- H-how are you awake" he sputtered. I shrug and repeated my question
"Who are you and why am I here"

He stood there with wide eyes. He was skinny with black hair, thin features, glasses, and blue eyes.
"I'm Harp- wait I can't do this you can't be awake I-I need to tell them" he started running towards the door
"WAIT" I called back putting my hands on the glass. I kept hitting it calling for someone until I heard a crack. I look down and kept hitting it trying to break it. I soon saw the liquid pouring out. I kept trying to break it. I threw myself, hit it, kicked it, and I just did whatever I could to break it. The hole got bigger and bigger until the glass chamber collapsed and I fell onto the sharp puddle. I rip off the mask thing and try to stand up.

I kept falling and giving myself more pain before I finally kept my balance. I go to the persons desk and look at it. On there theres paper, pens, a computer, and a desk lamp. I noticed a folder on the desk with my name. I open it up to find a stack of papers. I mean it wouldn't hurt to look at a few I thought. So I picked one of the papers and started to read it.

𝙰𝚂𝙷𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙰𝙶𝙴:4

3/29/2078
𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙺: 2
𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴: 𝙰
𝚆𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃: 46 𝙻𝙱𝚂.
𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝚄𝙱𝙴 𝙽𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁: 405
𝙰𝚂𝙷𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁 1 𝚆𝙴𝙴𝙺. 𝚆𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙿 𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙸𝙼 𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙻 𝙵𝚄𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙴. 𝚆𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝙽 𝚄𝙿𝙳𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙸𝙼. 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙽𝙾𝚆

𝙰𝚂𝙷𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙰𝙶𝙴:7

8/12/2081
𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙺: 3
𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴: 𝙰
𝚆𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃: 51 𝙻𝙱𝚂.
𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝚄𝙱𝙴 𝙽𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁: 405
𝙰𝚂𝙷𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙼𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙶𝚁𝙾𝚆 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁. 𝚆𝙴 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝚁𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙺𝙴𝙴𝙿 𝙷𝙸𝙼 𝚄𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙻 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝙷𝙸𝙼 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙺.

𝙰𝚂𝙷𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙰𝙶𝙴:8

1/19/2082
𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙺:4½
𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴: 𝙰𝙱
𝚆𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃: 57 𝙻𝙱𝚂.
𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝚄𝙱𝙴 𝙽𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁: 938
𝙰𝚂𝙷𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝚄𝙱𝙴𝚂. 𝚆𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚂𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝙸𝚃 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝚆𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙷𝙾𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙷𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙽 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽. 𝙰𝚂𝙷𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙼𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙶𝙴𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁. 𝚆𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙻 𝙴𝚂𝙲𝙰𝙿𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚈.

I keep reading them I see that I'm getting stronger every year. I also see my blood type changing between A and AB. I was about to read another one but I was interrupted when I heard voices screaming down the hall. Without thinking I look for a place to hide. I find a closet and hide there. There are lab coats, sweaters, safety glasses, and more. I grab enough coats to make a pile and add the other things in there to make it look like a mess

"WHAT THE HELL" I hear a muffled voice. I stay still holding my breath
"I-I don't know how he escaped, he was here a second ago!" The man from earlier said.
"He must have not gone to far" A feminine voice replied.
"You both check the first and second floor, I'll check the third one."
They left but I stayed there for a little longer just in case. Soon I left and took my chance to run. As I run I see other tubes like mine some with people and some without.

I turn the corner to be met with a man who had a bigger build, a big brown beard, almost bald brown hair, and green eyes.
"HEY" he talked as he raced towards me. I turned around and ran as fast as I could. Everything hurts. I was leaving trails of blood every where. I look behind me to see him. Alarms start to go off but I keep running.

Dont stop. Don't stop. Don't stop.

I took a wrong turn and went into a dead end. Crap

They start to corner me. I can't breathe. Don't worry. In and out. In and out. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. I can't breathe. I'm scared. Why was I there for so long. Where am I. What is this. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out

I feel a sharp pain coming from my back. I screech and fall to the ground. I look up to see two large arms. Come out of my back. One grabs a man with both of the arm things. They tore him apart.

The other doctor or scientist people look at him or me. I look around to see a way to run away. Then I see it. A window. The window wrapped around the hall so I took my chance and jumped. It was a long way down but I made it. Other people were there so I continued running before one could catch me. It hurts. It all hurts.

Can someone please help me.

The arms stayed and pushed people away killing some in the process. I was soon met with a chained fence. One of the arms gripped onto it and tore it apart. I jumped and ran away from the building. I ran far enough to the point that I was in a town. I hid next to a garbage can and tried to process what happened.

I then reach inside my short pockets. I reached for a paper then opened it. Some of the lettering was ruined but it was still readable.

𝙰𝚂𝙷𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙰𝙶𝙴:22

10/25/96
𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙺: 12𝚈
𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴: 𝚉
𝚆𝙴𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃: 112
𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝚄𝙱𝙴 𝙽𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁: 20
𝙰𝚂𝙷𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝙸𝚂 𝙶𝚁𝙾𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙶. 𝚆𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺 𝙾𝚄𝚃. 𝚆𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰 𝚃𝙴𝙰𝙼 𝚂𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙱𝙴 𝙰 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙱𝙻𝙴𝙼, 𝙷𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙴 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙸𝙵 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷. 𝚆𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙿𝚄𝚃 𝙰𝚂𝙷𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙰 𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝚄𝙱𝙴 𝚂𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙺 𝙾𝙵 𝙴𝚂𝙲𝙰𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁. 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙽𝙾𝚆.

I don't know how to comprehend this. I don't know if I can. I can feel myself getting tired and I soon fall asleep.