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You looked around for anything anyone for help and your eyes stopped on a doctor, he was your doctor. Each number would have a doctor that would work specifically on them with some other doctors that would occasionally help out. Though, you had two doctors.

Your current doctor was a man, or maybe boy is a better term. He looked as if he was in his mid twenties, a rather handsome boy, he stood tall and had glossy brown hair, his face was the epitome of perfect. Too bad he was mentally insane. It made you wonder, "why?"  He must be a very smart kid, though it's barbaric, the work done in the institute is not work for moderately smart people. He could've become the youngest surgeon the youngest doctor. But somehow in his life, something lead him to this, barbaric and immoral place.

Don't get me wrong, this boy was a disgusting and immoral piece of trash, but he wasn't anything compared to your first doctor. Him, along with all the other doctors, never felt any emotion towards numbers, they were treated less than animals. When you felt pain they would look down at their notepads and scribble down information, the purpose of this to them was scientific research and breaking boundaries.

But she didn't seem to care about the research part. She must've been smart, she had an eye for detail and wouldn't let any measurements, notes or assessments go without review. But, she seemed to be in it for a different reason. With every scream and feeling of pain her eyes would go brighter and her smirk would grow larger. She enjoyed the pain, she enjoyed seeing people as below her.

You tried to scream but nothing came out, your body was sore and exhausted. You slowly began to fall into the darkness...until....you felt powerful, like the most power you've ever had was surging through your body. You felt like you could do anything.

It was odd, you had your thoughts and emotions but they were washed over by someone...or somethings instincts and thoughts. All you could think was "kill".

You looked around and laid your eyes on the guard that pulled your hair, you could hear him, his breath his quickening heart beat, you could smell him suddenly beginning to sweat out of fear and see every twitch every movement. And then you saw his neck, you heard and smelt the blood rushing through, you'd decided on a spot.

You lowered your body and pounced, your teeth sunk into his neck and you fell. His blood was disgusting, you allowed it to drip out of your mouth disgusted by the taste of it. You just imagined the absolutely terrifying image you must've been.

Blood dripping from your mouth, your face smothered in another mans blood, the said man laying lifeless behind you with a chunk ripped out of his neck, red pooling all around.

You looked up to the handsome doctor, his eyes had a rather calm and unbothered look to them. He spoke into the microphone on his side, "code 360, get the suppressant and collect the number" he spoke calmly and smoothly.

You looked at the other guards, they were on opposite sides of the room leaving you an opening to the door, without thinking you rammed into the door and surprisingly knocked it down.

You ran for your, life turning corners through the dimly lit hallways. You were going to escape.

All of that ended when you felt a pinch on the side of your body and fell into the darkness.

"360, you should pay attention to your surroundings more carefully" the handsome doctor stroked your head, weirdo

You looked around, you were back in your cell, chains and everything

You jumped up and backed into a corner looking down, even more terrified than you originally were.

Looking back at you were a pair of black fuzzy paws, you looked back and saw what looked like the body of a dog...or a wolf.

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