❝subject 067, you read my files, didn't you?❞
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a story about you, the test subject, falling in love with the your obsessed scientist. over the course of your series of experiments with him, he had grown "fond" of you.
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your interest was piqued the moment zandice walked out of your chamber. there it was. your chart. the chart that, should, have most of the information about you gathered on, and dottore's thoughts on you. his personal opinions on you were just right in front of you. on a wooden table.
the clipboard had several stacks of paper on it. each paper was either white or light shade of brown, similar to coffee stained paper. scribbles were written on all of the paper and ... you had to read it. despite all of the thoughts about what could be on it, you had to read it.
your mind wondered about the possibilities as your hand grabbed the edge of the clipboard. did dottore write kind words about you? did he write things about you that you had never heard of? what did zandice write about you? was the handwriting any different?
the first paper on the clipboard had the words, "PATIENT OVERVIEW" slapped on the top in big, bold, letters. underneath those words were large boxes with dividers between each box. the first was labeled "MENT. HLTH."; and the one right below was labelled "CONDT." zandice's handwriting wasn't the sloppiest, but it was slanted and somewhat difficult to read. though, that's probably what happens when one writes quickly.
though, you were able to make out the words when you squinted your eyes and held the paper up to your eyes;
"MENT. HLTH : patient claims well, mentions of missing doctor"
"CONDT : stable, brain functioning normally. functions at the rate of an adult - progress made. results clear, H-238998HSV-129 conduct."
there were, yet, another series of boxes under those two with the labels: "CONCERN." "HLTH." "OVERVIEW." you felt curious as to what "H-238998HSV-129" could even mean, as no one has ever mentioned that series of letters and numbers to you. though, zandice said "progress made" and that was always a good thing, wasn't it?
"CONCERN. : 067 seems to have ... with doctor."
"HLTH. : body functions seem stable, able to make quick movements, weird bruise on upper forearm ; proximal to the elbow yet inferior to the should blade."
"OVERVIEW. : 067 seems to be invested in doctor, reading well, had to explain concept of slurs. blood seemed stable, responded well to shots and new dosages, energetic when mentions of doctor."
you had ... zero clue about what most of these words mean, but you continued to read on. most of zandice wrote stayed the same about you. so far, everything was nice and consistent. the only noticeable different thing written about you was the use of the word "unstable" and "reactive when things are taken."
and then you flipped to where a different type of handwriting was present. the top of the page had the name "𝒵𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓀" written at the top in a weird looking font. you've .. never been around someone with the name 'zandik', have you? you distcintly only remember zandice, zander, dottore, and collei. though, collei would never be writing any form of reports, so ... who was zandik? the date was scribbled at the top, and it was at least about a week ago, from when you experimented on collei and the only people you saw that day were zandice and dottore.
was "zandik" dottore? you thought about it as you read over the report, though his hand writing was ... annoying to try and read:
the words after "zander" had been completely scratched out and covered in black ink, hinting that this "zandik" regretted writing it down. however, with all evidence available, the signs seemed to point that .. zandik was dottore. and he lied to you. he lied to your face about what the vialed blood wasn't infected? or was it just not contagious? how often had "dottore" lied to you? what else did he lie about?
easy to control? your eyes widened at the words in front of you as you realize ..
he didn't care about you. you were nothing but a subject to him. he lied to you, said you were easy to control, hid his name from you- he's done nothing to show you he cares. why would he? if you didn't know any better, you would even start to think that he's the one who ripped you away from your family.
you heard foot steps approaching your chamber's door and you quickly pushed the clipboard towards where it had been beforehand. you couldn't quite recall what exact position it was in, but you doubted that would happen.
"067, i have your-" zandice started before his eyes darted towards where the clipboard had been, "oh, god damnit."
he placed the tray of food in front of you quickly as his hands instantly latched onto the clipboard. his eyes saw how some of the page corners were bent and how it was in a different position,