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Chapter 12: The Doctor with Wings (Part 1)

*Apart of me feels like this story is moving a bit fast.... 🐀
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Anyways-

The small pointing symbols (↭↳↲↠↞↬↫ etc.) indicate that I'm saying something during the story =P 

It'll probably change here and there-*

Pov: Tommy :D

I sat there. How did they get Michael... what about Purpled-

I think those weirdos were trying to talk to me. My racing thoughts prevented me from hearing them.

The thi- Michael didn't move. I refuse to think that's this is Michael. There's no way they got him. Purpled wouldn't let that happen. Not unless they got him too. Highly doubt that though. He bites, and hard. I've learned that the hard way.

I took one last look at "Michael".

I'm a fucking idiot.

it wasn't Michael... it was someone else.

"Scp- ? He's not responding, sir. what do you want us to do?"

"What?" I shot a glare at them.

They snapped their heads back towards me and held their guns out.

This was going to be fun. Boy, I can't wait to-

That doctor came over the speakers again, "Hello, Tommy. I'm glad you're back to normal. I would like you to follow these two gentlemen to a different room. We are... adding things to your room."

To be completely honest, I wanna fight someone but the odds of me not getting murked is VERY low. And of course, he cut my thought process off.... Curly haired arsehole.

I didn't feel like moving. Why can't these arseholes leave me in piece

↬Tommy's Thought Process: I'm not lazy, it's called selective participation 🙄↫

What'll happen if I don't move? Get shot?

.... Probably.

I rolled my eyes and got up. Now this, this wasn't going to be fun.

The door was opened, and the guards grabbed onto me. A new doctor appeared with a green bucket hat. I feel like I've seen him before. But I don't really care to remember.

They pulled me out in the hall. The doctor started to direct us where to go. I heard him say something, but I didn't understand it. A door opened up into a small room. I was pushed into the room, and the door slammed behind me. The room was small with a metal table in the middle. I turned around and saw that there were no windows in this room. There was only one door, and it seemed like I had just walked through it. I sat down on the cold metal chair and waited for whatever was going to happen next. Probably another interview. I'm so not up for this.

I heard the door open again, and I turned around. The guard who had pushed me into the room walked in and sat down at the table across from me. He was holding a file folder, and he opened it up. He took out a pen and started writing something on one of the papers inside of it. I really don't want to deal with this shit.

The man didn't say anything. Just looked up at me once in a while and continued writing.

After, what felt like forever (5 Minutes), the man got up and left, and the door slammed behind him. I just sat there. fiddling with the fingers. They didn't even bother to uncuff me. I've been sitting in this room for what feels like multiple hours now. I don't even know how long I've been here, but it's definitely been too long. They took my watch off of me when they brought me in, so I have no way of knowing what time it is right now.

This definitely wasn't fun. 

↪TIME SKIP: 6 HOURS↩

My head was resting on the table when the darn door opened again. The doctor I saw before walked in.

"Hello. I'm sorry for such the long wait. Please, follow me." the doctor said, as if I had a choice. We walked down the long hallway. The guards still had a tight grip on me.

"What's going on?" I asked. "Where are you taking me this time?" "We're taking you to a room where we will be performing several tests on your body." the doctor answered. "Tests?" I asked, now even more confused than before. "Yes, tests." he replied. This was so not what we planned for summer.

The doctor opened the door to a small room. It was very cold inside and there was only one chair with straps attached to it. I didn't want to sit in that chair, but I had no other choice. The guards forced me down into the chair, locking my arms and legs into place with the straps.

After I had been strapped into the chair, the doctor and two guards left the room and shut the door behind them. I waited for about an hour before anything happened. Then a bright light turned on above me and began flashing on and off rapidly I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the flashing light, but it was too bright, and I couldn't help but open them again. Then two men walked into the room. They were wearing white coats just like the doctor had been wearing earlier that day. They both wore glasses as well, which made me feel even more nervous than before. Probably nerds.

I took a closer look and realized that one of the doctors was that curly haired arsehole. What was his name again? I remember it being something that started with S...

One of the doctors came closer to me when the alarms started flashing again. "Again??-" Both doctors said at once.

"Just lock the door, Soot. We don't have any more time to waste. Schlatt won't stay quiet for long."

Soot.

I'll have to remember that.

Soot rolled his eyes at the mention of Schlatt, "He never shuts up. Honestly, what does he even do to contribute to this place anyways." He locked the door and walked to a small white table and continued looking at papers that were scattered on it.

"You're lucky these cameras are only video and not audio recording. Schlatt would have your head."

Soot snickered, "With the amount of stuff I have said about that goat, He already wants my head."

"Then, I'd be careful. You know he'll go through with it."

"He can't. The higher ups said there will be no killing until I betray them.... Kind of funny. Not even the higher ups like Schlatt."

Schlatt.

Not a good... Person??? Goat??? Thing???

I thought they lock everything that's not human up... These people are confusing.

The alarms shut off. I didn't even hear the voice come on the speakers. Guess I was too busy eavesdropping.

Couple of minutes went by and they were still looking at papers.

"Flowers..." I heard the other doctor mumble. Flowers? Oh.... flowers. Please tell me that they were not going to take some of my flowers off-

"Hey, Philza? Do you have some of my papers over there with you?"

Philza. I'll just call him Phil

"Uhmmmm... Maybe?" Phil shuffled through the papers, "Nope, sorry mate. Did ya leave them at your office again?"

"Guess so." Soot sighed and went towards the door. "I'll be back in a minute." Unlocking the door, he shuffled his hair away from his face. He opened the door, but someone was standing there.

He had goat horns. Was this Schlatt?

Word Count: 1219

**YOOOO FINALLY IT'S DONE. AND I HATE PROJECTS (Especially when I have like three to do at once-)

'Kay, byeeeee**