2112: Project Epsilon
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Aria Ray
As I was being carted around to the med lab, I heard the commands Fields was giving slowley fade to the gymnasium in Boston twenty years ago.
I was trying out to be on the Olympic Acrobatic squad and was working myself to death everyday on the uneven bars. I had been working for this since I was eight years old and now I finally had my shot. The gym wasn't exactly in the best place, flat in the middle of gang territory. Many times I would pass by someone smoking crack right out side of the gym, in broad daylight no less!
After a tough workout, I showered up and was headed out the door until I heard a few men arguing and then a gunshot. Afraid to go outside I waited two hours before peeking out the door and seeing something that remains in my mind today, my first actual view of death. At first I hid my eyes, not wanting to see the bloody mess the gunshot to the man's neck had left, but then out of curiosity I had to look.
His dark brown eyes had almost rolled in back of his head and his mouth was wide open, like he was screaming but without sound. His tanned skin had faded into a white, ghastly color I can never truly describe. My initial feeling of terror had subsided as the police finally arrived and covered the body.
I never could go back to the gym again without seeing his face, screaming without a sound. I didn't make the team that year, and went on to college but I never forgot his face.
As I was being carted around to the med lab, I heard the commands Fields was giving slowley fade to the gymnasium in Boston twenty years ago.
I was trying out to be on the Olympic Acrobatic squad and was working myself to death everyday on the uneven bars. I had been working for this since I was eight years old and now I finally had my shot. The gym wasn't exactly in the best place, flat in the middle of gang territory. Many times I would pass by someone smoking crack right out side of the gym, in broad daylight no less!
After a tough workout, I showered up and was headed out the door until I heard a few men arguing and then a gunshot. Afraid to go outside I waited two hours before peeking out the door and seeing something that remains in my mind today, my first actual view of death. At first I hid my eyes, not wanting to see the bloody mess the gunshot to the man's neck had left, but then out of curiosity I had to look.
His dark brown eyes had almost rolled in back of his head and his mouth was wide open, like he was screaming but without sound. His tanned skin had faded into a white, ghastly color I can never truly describe. My initial feeling of terror had subsided as the police finally arrived and covered the body.
I never could go back to the gym again without seeing his face, screaming without a sound. I didn't make the team that year, and went on to college but I never forgot his face.
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Cassandra K. Holden
Cassandra was still in a state of shock, and was in no mood to say anything. She just mutely followed the others as they passed through several doors and into what appears to be a medical facility. She took an empty swivel chair and sat down. Her butt still hurt, not as much as it did before.
She looked at the people gathered about the bleeding Aria. Agent Fields was doing her best to stem the hemorrhaging. Firstorn and Lauren are unhurt, although covered with dust. Cassandra looked down at herself and realized that she looked like the rest. All in desperate need of a bath and new clothes, as she ran her fingers through her dusty tangles.
As in her past nature to do so, Cassandra retreated into her little shell of safety, into the deep corners of her consciousness. She slowly let the horrors of the stairway slipped away, to be replaced by the thought of a safe place.
The sky was blue, and the beach was awash with golden sand soothing waves. The palm tress swayed in the wind, and birds were riding the waves of the sun.
Cassandra was still in a state of shock, and was in no mood to say anything. She just mutely followed the others as they passed through several doors and into what appears to be a medical facility. She took an empty swivel chair and sat down. Her butt still hurt, not as much as it did before.
She looked at the people gathered about the bleeding Aria. Agent Fields was doing her best to stem the hemorrhaging. Firstorn and Lauren are unhurt, although covered with dust. Cassandra looked down at herself and realized that she looked like the rest. All in desperate need of a bath and new clothes, as she ran her fingers through her dusty tangles.
As in her past nature to do so, Cassandra retreated into her little shell of safety, into the deep corners of her consciousness. She slowly let the horrors of the stairway slipped away, to be replaced by the thought of a safe place.
The sky was blue, and the beach was awash with golden sand soothing waves. The palm tress swayed in the wind, and birds were riding the waves of the sun.
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The sound of people running appeared suddenly from the hallway. Agent Fields' gun came out in a flash and began firing as the intruder burst into the room. From the hall came the fire of automatic fire-this was getting nasty. Screaming out commands as she tried to get the injured psychic to safety through the left-side door, Fields dropped another pair of intruders, but they were still coming faster then she could take them.
The sound of people running appeared suddenly from the hallway. Agent Fields' gun came out in a flash and began firing as the intruder burst into the room. From the hall came the fire of automatic fire-this was getting nasty. Screaming out commands as she tried to get the injured psychic to safety through the left-side door, Fields dropped another pair of intruders, but they were still coming faster then she could take them.
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All the chaos and mayhem suddenly melted into a scene of beauty and peace. Lauren found herself surrounded by a serene beach setting, as soothing inner feeling started to build from within. Her mind knew this wasn't real, it made no sense, she knew she was somehow immersed in a dream landscape probably created by one of the trainers, or even one of her companions of fate. What a formidable ability, she thought. It's not perfect, the touch of the sand isn't quite right and the sounds of the crashing waves has a metallic resonance, but the colours and the scents... amazing.
And as suddenly as it appeared, the illusion vanished in a new wave of pain. Lauren was screaming in pain before she realized what had happened. A bullet had just grazed her left arm. The room was being invaded and bullets were flying over their heads. Dr. Fields was responding fire to the invaders and ordering the three of them to take the barely conscious Aria to safety. A feeling of nausea was growing within. The room was spinning. As she started to help the others carrying the girl out, Lauren's every strength was set on the task of getting to safety before collapsing.
All the chaos and mayhem suddenly melted into a scene of beauty and peace. Lauren found herself surrounded by a serene beach setting, as soothing inner feeling started to build from within. Her mind knew this wasn't real, it made no sense, she knew she was somehow immersed in a dream landscape probably created by one of the trainers, or even one of her companions of fate. What a formidable ability, she thought. It's not perfect, the touch of the sand isn't quite right and the sounds of the crashing waves has a metallic resonance, but the colours and the scents... amazing.
And as suddenly as it appeared, the illusion vanished in a new wave of pain. Lauren was screaming in pain before she realized what had happened. A bullet had just grazed her left arm. The room was being invaded and bullets were flying over their heads. Dr. Fields was responding fire to the invaders and ordering the three of them to take the barely conscious Aria to safety. A feeling of nausea was growing within. The room was spinning. As she started to help the others carrying the girl out, Lauren's every strength was set on the task of getting to safety before collapsing.
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Cassandra K. Holden
Cassandra was happily lounging in her own little dream world, when the horrors of the stairway intruded quite suddenly. She opened her eyes to see that chaos reigned once again. Aria was slipping in and out of consciousness. Cassandra could see that Agent Fields had been partially successful in stemming the bleeding. But now she was preoccupied with the gun battle that had asserted itself in the attention of everyone present.
Cassandra’s shock was replaced by swift action when she saw a bullet graze Lauren. She quickly grabbed some of the field-bandage packages and stuffed them into her pockets. She also grabbed one of the saline solution drip packs and gripped it with her teeth.
Cassandra concentrated for a moment, Wall in place of the door. She could see that the door into the medical center had been replaced by a wall. The seamlessness of the illusion was not perfect, but hopefully the intruders would not stop long enough and poke a finger through it or looked closely to see the faint lines.
‘I cannn…onlyyy…hold…itsssss…forrrr…sooo…longgssss…,’ as Cassandra shouted to Agent Fields though clenched teeth.
Cassandra was happily lounging in her own little dream world, when the horrors of the stairway intruded quite suddenly. She opened her eyes to see that chaos reigned once again. Aria was slipping in and out of consciousness. Cassandra could see that Agent Fields had been partially successful in stemming the bleeding. But now she was preoccupied with the gun battle that had asserted itself in the attention of everyone present.
Cassandra’s shock was replaced by swift action when she saw a bullet graze Lauren. She quickly grabbed some of the field-bandage packages and stuffed them into her pockets. She also grabbed one of the saline solution drip packs and gripped it with her teeth.
Cassandra concentrated for a moment, Wall in place of the door. She could see that the door into the medical center had been replaced by a wall. The seamlessness of the illusion was not perfect, but hopefully the intruders would not stop long enough and poke a finger through it or looked closely to see the faint lines.
‘I cannn…onlyyy…hold…itsssss…forrrr…sooo…longgssss…,’ as Cassandra shouted to Agent Fields though clenched teeth.
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Galen noticed that Aria had stopped bleeding, and that Cassantra was looking after Lauren, so he really had nothign to do but help Ms Fields. bracing himself, his lifted his arms up, and a heavy desk rose off the groundand sent it screaming down the corrodor and crashing into some of the people running down it. then the door dissapeared....
Galen noticed that Aria had stopped bleeding, and that Cassantra was looking after Lauren, so he really had nothign to do but help Ms Fields. bracing himself, his lifted his arms up, and a heavy desk rose off the groundand sent it screaming down the corrodor and crashing into some of the people running down it. then the door dissapeared....
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The fighting grew in intensity as the new students began hurling their powers at the intruders.
As suddenly as they had all been standing their ground, shouting in the din of the battle, there was an errie silence.
Each looked from where they were laying or standing as the smoke slowly swirled in the corridor, and the dust began to settle.
I can't move! Frozen lips could not speak, but the thoughts were not unheard.
"Shhhh, I'm not going to hurt you." The voice was soothing, and feminine, like a warm compress of the mind, enveloping in liquid warmth.
In the door strode a woman: young, dark skinned, and beautiful. Her face showed the extreme concentration it took to hold the impression of paralization in their minds. A sheen of sweat across her furrowed brow appeared as they watched her move around the room.
"Don't touch them, they're just recruits! Grab the tech and let's go."
The remaining soldiers began searching through files and threw various items in bags from around the lab.
"Firetree, look at that young woman."
One man jogged over to the recruit bleeding on the table. He held his hands over the wound and a light seemed to emanate from his palms. The light became a searing heat, closing the jagged edges, and healing the torn vessels. When he lifted his hands, the wound was still bleeding, but much less. "She'll live."
"Let's get out of here," the woman commanded. Suddenly she tripped on a piece of debris, her consentration slipping, her hold loosened...
As suddenly as they had all been standing their ground, shouting in the din of the battle, there was an errie silence.
Each looked from where they were laying or standing as the smoke slowly swirled in the corridor, and the dust began to settle.
I can't move! Frozen lips could not speak, but the thoughts were not unheard.
"Shhhh, I'm not going to hurt you." The voice was soothing, and feminine, like a warm compress of the mind, enveloping in liquid warmth.
In the door strode a woman: young, dark skinned, and beautiful. Her face showed the extreme concentration it took to hold the impression of paralization in their minds. A sheen of sweat across her furrowed brow appeared as they watched her move around the room.
"Don't touch them, they're just recruits! Grab the tech and let's go."
The remaining soldiers began searching through files and threw various items in bags from around the lab.
"Firetree, look at that young woman."
One man jogged over to the recruit bleeding on the table. He held his hands over the wound and a light seemed to emanate from his palms. The light became a searing heat, closing the jagged edges, and healing the torn vessels. When he lifted his hands, the wound was still bleeding, but much less. "She'll live."
"Let's get out of here," the woman commanded. Suddenly she tripped on a piece of debris, her consentration slipping, her hold loosened...
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Cassandra
Cassandra could not move even if she wanted to. Her illusions and the subtle mind commands held her in place like a stone statue.
’Shhhh, I'm not going to hurt you.’
The sound was feminine and soft, but nevertheless, a command to be utterly obeyed. Cassandra saw the woman strode in like a queen, oblivious to all but Agent Fields and the various items in the room which held a fascination only to the intruders, and none else. Cassandra was spellbound when she saw the man called Firetree alleviate Aria’s bleeding and pain.
A chance presented itself when the woman intruder tripped on some debris and the hold on Cassandra slipped for a brief moment. Cassandra’s illusions dissolved and she moved without even thinking, dropping the drip pack from her mouth. She tried to grab at the commander but her effort were thwarted by the rubble. Cassandra tumbled painfully to the ground much to her embarrassment. She now hoped that her actions and subsequent clumsiness would enable the others to react in a much more dignified manner.
Cassandra could not move even if she wanted to. Her illusions and the subtle mind commands held her in place like a stone statue.
’Shhhh, I'm not going to hurt you.’
The sound was feminine and soft, but nevertheless, a command to be utterly obeyed. Cassandra saw the woman strode in like a queen, oblivious to all but Agent Fields and the various items in the room which held a fascination only to the intruders, and none else. Cassandra was spellbound when she saw the man called Firetree alleviate Aria’s bleeding and pain.
A chance presented itself when the woman intruder tripped on some debris and the hold on Cassandra slipped for a brief moment. Cassandra’s illusions dissolved and she moved without even thinking, dropping the drip pack from her mouth. She tried to grab at the commander but her effort were thwarted by the rubble. Cassandra tumbled painfully to the ground much to her embarrassment. She now hoped that her actions and subsequent clumsiness would enable the others to react in a much more dignified manner.
Aria lifted her head up, "uggghh, it's ok I'm feeling much better" She was now able to stand on her own. She was frozen for a moment by the intruder but when she slipped, Aria felt she can move again.
She apporached one of the intruders and brought her knee to his chest, knocking the wind out of him, leaving him open to another attack.
She apporached one of the intruders and brought her knee to his chest, knocking the wind out of him, leaving him open to another attack.
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Galen stood there, watching as the people walked into the room, they were going to take people, and leave others, he was now very confused as to who to trust. all he knew was, he could trust himself. using his mind he suddenly filled the room with flying whirring objects, glancing off the soldiers heads and bodies. they were soon all unconcious.
Galen stood there, watching as the people walked into the room, they were going to take people, and leave others, he was now very confused as to who to trust. all he knew was, he could trust himself. using his mind he suddenly filled the room with flying whirring objects, glancing off the soldiers heads and bodies. they were soon all unconcious.
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The Chaotic scene unravelling before Lauren's eyes was tainted by her own pain and nausea. What was happening? Aria, someone had helped her. They came for us, to set us free. But they wouldn't take us! The woman said "Don't touch them... grab the tech and let's go" What does this mean? Who are these people?
Her companions were now fighting the intruders. Aria was beating the person that saved her life. Fast flying objects were filling the room, hitting everyone. All Lauren could do before falling out of conscience was to scream at the top of her lungs:
"What the hell are you doing? Stop that! Stop it!"
And with that she collapsed. But her powerful suggestion lingered on. All of them, her brothers of misfortune, the Project Epsilon handlers and the strange invaders stopped all the fighting, and for a moment that seemed to last forever, everything stood still. Expectation. The young, dark skinned woman seemed to be the only one that wasn't affected by this.
The Chaotic scene unravelling before Lauren's eyes was tainted by her own pain and nausea. What was happening? Aria, someone had helped her. They came for us, to set us free. But they wouldn't take us! The woman said "Don't touch them... grab the tech and let's go" What does this mean? Who are these people?
Her companions were now fighting the intruders. Aria was beating the person that saved her life. Fast flying objects were filling the room, hitting everyone. All Lauren could do before falling out of conscience was to scream at the top of her lungs:
"What the hell are you doing? Stop that! Stop it!"
And with that she collapsed. But her powerful suggestion lingered on. All of them, her brothers of misfortune, the Project Epsilon handlers and the strange invaders stopped all the fighting, and for a moment that seemed to last forever, everything stood still. Expectation. The young, dark skinned woman seemed to be the only one that wasn't affected by this.
Aria suddenly felt immense pressure in her mind. Her head suddenly felt extreamly heavy and she needed to get off of her feet. She calmly walked over to the wall with her hands in the air and leaned against it, supporting her from falling over entirely.
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Cassandra
Cassandra looked up from her position on the floor. Like a bad 3-D movie, the world slowed down imperceptibly. Aria was leaning against the wall, her wounds not yet completely healed but she will live. Cassandra had avoided most of Firstorn’s rage, although a falling syringe dropped dangerously close to her eyes.
Cassandra could see that the Leader was leaving, having achieved her goals. The rest of the new recruits were safe for the moment although it did not seem that way. She had said that she was not interested in the new recruits. But Cassandra was still holding her breath hoping that the Leader will not change her mind. She shuddered to think what will happen if she was one of the hostages. And so the waiting gnawed on her.
Cassandra looked up from her position on the floor. Like a bad 3-D movie, the world slowed down imperceptibly. Aria was leaning against the wall, her wounds not yet completely healed but she will live. Cassandra had avoided most of Firstorn’s rage, although a falling syringe dropped dangerously close to her eyes.
Cassandra could see that the Leader was leaving, having achieved her goals. The rest of the new recruits were safe for the moment although it did not seem that way. She had said that she was not interested in the new recruits. But Cassandra was still holding her breath hoping that the Leader will not change her mind. She shuddered to think what will happen if she was one of the hostages. And so the waiting gnawed on her.
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One Week Later:
The intruders had left as suddenly as they had came. The few that survived carried metal attache' cases that contained the stolen booty from the lab. There commrades were left bleeding and dying in the halls next to the fallen agents.
After they had left the compound, disappearing into awaiting helicopters, the cleanup began. The Doctor came out of hiding, ushering the new recruits back to the barracks where they remained inder lock and key for 72 hours without answers. When they were finally released to return to training, they found themselves under constant supervision with new trainers to replace Kelson and the others injured. They began to settle into a routine of training, both mental and physical, and learning the propaganda of the Project. A week after the attack found them wandering through hastily patched halls wondering about their newly developing powers, and the next move, whether by the rebels, or the agents...
The intruders had left as suddenly as they had came. The few that survived carried metal attache' cases that contained the stolen booty from the lab. There commrades were left bleeding and dying in the halls next to the fallen agents.
After they had left the compound, disappearing into awaiting helicopters, the cleanup began. The Doctor came out of hiding, ushering the new recruits back to the barracks where they remained inder lock and key for 72 hours without answers. When they were finally released to return to training, they found themselves under constant supervision with new trainers to replace Kelson and the others injured. They began to settle into a routine of training, both mental and physical, and learning the propaganda of the Project. A week after the attack found them wandering through hastily patched halls wondering about their newly developing powers, and the next move, whether by the rebels, or the agents...
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Galin was confused and imparient. he wanted to know what had happened, why those people had broken in, and why they wern't beaing told. but that wasn't happening, now, and from the way it looked, not for a while. they had been training for a week now. Galin went up to the instructor. "excuse me, but whats goign on? we're being trained but not being told what exaclty for, we don't know our progress.... we're working at this, and being told nothign.... whats going on?"
Galin was confused and imparient. he wanted to know what had happened, why those people had broken in, and why they wern't beaing told. but that wasn't happening, now, and from the way it looked, not for a while. they had been training for a week now. Galin went up to the instructor. "excuse me, but whats goign on? we're being trained but not being told what exaclty for, we don't know our progress.... we're working at this, and being told nothign.... whats going on?"
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Cassandra
Cassandra was tired. She had never been this tired before. The constant training, both physical and mental ones, drained her everyday. So every night since the attack, she gratefully fell into bed without a whimper, as sleep quickly overtook her. Her thoughts had not turned to the whys and whether yet.
She had heard Firstorn asked questions, the whys and whether, but the instructors remained silent except for constant berating and streams of commands. The week since the attack flew by so quickly that she had not noticed it. The Doctor was rarely seen these days. Cassandra knew that he had answers to all their questions.
Turning to the rest of the recruits, Firstorn, Aria, and Lauren, Cassandra spoke during supper time when they were all together.
‘Firstorn, I know the questions are burning in your mind. Rest assured that they will be answered. For me, I’m just glad to be alive and eating right now before I fall flat on my face in exhaustion. And Lauren, I apologize for my attitude towards you earlier. It seems that we’re all in this together, so instead of being enemies, shall we be friends? I think our situation is going to be like the proverbial out of the frying pan and into the fire. Us girls should stick together, don’t you think?’
Pausing to chew and swallow her food, she continued, ‘Aria, your color is returning, which is a good sign. How are you feeling?’
Cassandra was tired. She had never been this tired before. The constant training, both physical and mental ones, drained her everyday. So every night since the attack, she gratefully fell into bed without a whimper, as sleep quickly overtook her. Her thoughts had not turned to the whys and whether yet.
She had heard Firstorn asked questions, the whys and whether, but the instructors remained silent except for constant berating and streams of commands. The week since the attack flew by so quickly that she had not noticed it. The Doctor was rarely seen these days. Cassandra knew that he had answers to all their questions.
Turning to the rest of the recruits, Firstorn, Aria, and Lauren, Cassandra spoke during supper time when they were all together.
‘Firstorn, I know the questions are burning in your mind. Rest assured that they will be answered. For me, I’m just glad to be alive and eating right now before I fall flat on my face in exhaustion. And Lauren, I apologize for my attitude towards you earlier. It seems that we’re all in this together, so instead of being enemies, shall we be friends? I think our situation is going to be like the proverbial out of the frying pan and into the fire. Us girls should stick together, don’t you think?’
Pausing to chew and swallow her food, she continued, ‘Aria, your color is returning, which is a good sign. How are you feeling?’
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In the shower room, after yet another day of intensive training.
Under the running water, Lauren caressed her sore left arm, finding the scar that had been with her for the past week. She realized she had hardly spoken to anyone since then. Machines monitored her mental training, the trainers, if they showed up at all, hided behind sound proof windows. In the gymnasium, she was too exhausted to even try talking.
Lauren was tired, so tired of all of this. Of the physical effort that was constantly demanded from her, of the mental strain she was being subject on all those computer simulations and research assignments in the library. Mostly, she was tired of not knowing what was happening. What was all this for?
She needed to get some freedom of movement in this place. She needed answers, at least.
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Later, at the dining-table, Cassandra was offering truce. "Us girls should stick together, don’t you think?" she asked.
"You're right. We did start off on the wrong foot, and I apologize for it. We must stick together, especially if we want to get some answers, soon". She looked at all three of them, tentatively. "What exactly have you been doing in those private training sessions? What abilities have you been developing? Maybe if we're aware of each other's potentials, we can devise some sort of plan to get out of here. You all do want to get out, don't you?"
In the shower room, after yet another day of intensive training.
Under the running water, Lauren caressed her sore left arm, finding the scar that had been with her for the past week. She realized she had hardly spoken to anyone since then. Machines monitored her mental training, the trainers, if they showed up at all, hided behind sound proof windows. In the gymnasium, she was too exhausted to even try talking.
Lauren was tired, so tired of all of this. Of the physical effort that was constantly demanded from her, of the mental strain she was being subject on all those computer simulations and research assignments in the library. Mostly, she was tired of not knowing what was happening. What was all this for?
She needed to get some freedom of movement in this place. She needed answers, at least.
***
Later, at the dining-table, Cassandra was offering truce. "Us girls should stick together, don’t you think?" she asked.
"You're right. We did start off on the wrong foot, and I apologize for it. We must stick together, especially if we want to get some answers, soon". She looked at all three of them, tentatively. "What exactly have you been doing in those private training sessions? What abilities have you been developing? Maybe if we're aware of each other's potentials, we can devise some sort of plan to get out of here. You all do want to get out, don't you?"
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The Doctor
Watching from the comfort of his new office, the Doctor listened to the recruits "bonding" over their nutritionally balanced meal.
I've got to keep them off balance, they mustn't get the chance to contact her.....
He pushed a button and an agent apeared in the doorway. "We need to push them harder. Let's get them out in the field, I'll let you know when."
Watching from the comfort of his new office, the Doctor listened to the recruits "bonding" over their nutritionally balanced meal.
I've got to keep them off balance, they mustn't get the chance to contact her.....
He pushed a button and an agent apeared in the doorway. "We need to push them harder. Let's get them out in the field, I'll let you know when."
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Galin smirked "well, just between us girls and all, i donno about get out of here, but i want answers. just what the hell are we doing? and as for powers, i have complete control over telekenesis, not just metal objects or something, everything, i'm still honing my skills at it, but i'm getting to be pretty good."
Galin smirked "well, just between us girls and all, i donno about get out of here, but i want answers. just what the hell are we doing? and as for powers, i have complete control over telekenesis, not just metal objects or something, everything, i'm still honing my skills at it, but i'm getting to be pretty good."
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Cassandra mulled over Lauren’s question before answering. The test had been brutal, not just physically but mentally as well.
‘I was beginning to feel like a lab mouse with all the test that they put me through. Now I know for sure how those mice must have felt. At first it was the simple psychological test, like what do you see in these drawings and stuff like that.’
She looked at her food fro a while, suddenly losing all her appetite as the training intruded her thoughts.
‘I was then asked to create the illusion I demonstrated during the attack. At first, because Mr. Thomson’s report stated that pain was the inducer. Then when I started bleeding from some of the fine acupuncture needles, some other form of inducement was required. I was show 3-D images and then asked to concentrate to re-create those same images. Well, it worked, sort of. The images were blurry, and quite insubstantial. Weak was the term.’
She looked at the rest of the group, rapt in her revelations.
‘That’s where I stand now. Weak and half-hearted attempts. Tomorrow, I believe that they are going to try an inject some sort of hallucinogenic serum into me. So I’m pretty scared of tomorrow…’ a tear started rolling down Cassandra’s cheek as she trailed off, her downcast eyes refusing to look anywhere else.
Cassandra mulled over Lauren’s question before answering. The test had been brutal, not just physically but mentally as well.
‘I was beginning to feel like a lab mouse with all the test that they put me through. Now I know for sure how those mice must have felt. At first it was the simple psychological test, like what do you see in these drawings and stuff like that.’
She looked at her food fro a while, suddenly losing all her appetite as the training intruded her thoughts.
‘I was then asked to create the illusion I demonstrated during the attack. At first, because Mr. Thomson’s report stated that pain was the inducer. Then when I started bleeding from some of the fine acupuncture needles, some other form of inducement was required. I was show 3-D images and then asked to concentrate to re-create those same images. Well, it worked, sort of. The images were blurry, and quite insubstantial. Weak was the term.’
She looked at the rest of the group, rapt in her revelations.
‘That’s where I stand now. Weak and half-hearted attempts. Tomorrow, I believe that they are going to try an inject some sort of hallucinogenic serum into me. So I’m pretty scared of tomorrow…’ a tear started rolling down Cassandra’s cheek as she trailed off, her downcast eyes refusing to look anywhere else.
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Cassandra
The next morning, Cassandra got up with much dread. Although, underground, Cassandra couldn’t tell if it was actually morning. Only the steady hum of the air-conditioning and bright lights to tell her the time. It may be night on the outside, for all Cassandra knew. She hadn’t been out for a while.
The walk to the training room was slow and hard. Cassandra slowing her footsteps to take as long as possible.
‘You are late.’ Thompson said simply. And Cassandra could only nod mutely.
She got strapped onto the chair. The small micro-fibers biting deep into her wrists and legs, as she unconsciously struggled. And so she closed her eyes, retreating back into the little corner of her mind. Even there, she could find no solace. It was dark, and just as sterile as the room. She tried remembering her life before. Her mother’s cooking, and her father’s big smile. Her home, so distant that it was a blur. She couldn’t remember her home. The safety of it had been wretched from forever.
The metallic hum became louder. A laser sight accurately marking the spot where the needle would penetrate the skin. On the monitors, a 3-D representation of her blood vessels were shown clearly. The throbbing of the blood vessels could be heard, although there was no sound. It was all very automated and very sterile.
Cassandra felt a tiny ant bite on her arm. The flow of the hallucinogenic, Primotoneal, into her blood stream had begun. But then, a brown-out occurred, probably a holdover from the repairs done after the attack. The computers controlling the process had a glitch, even though they were state-of-the-art. And Primotoneal continued to flow into Cassandra unabated.
Thompson tried desperately to stop it, pressing each and every button on the console. But the computer just will not respond.
Cassandra, meanwhile, had no idea what was going on, as she slowly descended into unconsciousness. She knew that her heart was beating faster and faster. But that was all she knew.
The all the alarm bells rang, and the console lit up like a Christmas tree, as Cassandra’s heart stopped beating. The overdose of Primotoneal had accelerated her heartbeat until it stopped. Thompson tried everything on the console. And when it failed, he smashed it, and it worked to stop the injection. He rushed to give CPR to Cassandra, after calling for help.
I felt myself floating, the images of my life passing through. I tried to touch it but it avoided my hand. I tried to speak, but words were not forthcoming. I thought there was supposed to be a light at the end of the tunnel, taking me someplace warm and safe. But there was no light. No one greeted me. There is no safety. There is no paradise. Only darkness…
And then there was a voice, or was there?...
The next morning, Cassandra got up with much dread. Although, underground, Cassandra couldn’t tell if it was actually morning. Only the steady hum of the air-conditioning and bright lights to tell her the time. It may be night on the outside, for all Cassandra knew. She hadn’t been out for a while.
The walk to the training room was slow and hard. Cassandra slowing her footsteps to take as long as possible.
‘You are late.’ Thompson said simply. And Cassandra could only nod mutely.
She got strapped onto the chair. The small micro-fibers biting deep into her wrists and legs, as she unconsciously struggled. And so she closed her eyes, retreating back into the little corner of her mind. Even there, she could find no solace. It was dark, and just as sterile as the room. She tried remembering her life before. Her mother’s cooking, and her father’s big smile. Her home, so distant that it was a blur. She couldn’t remember her home. The safety of it had been wretched from forever.
The metallic hum became louder. A laser sight accurately marking the spot where the needle would penetrate the skin. On the monitors, a 3-D representation of her blood vessels were shown clearly. The throbbing of the blood vessels could be heard, although there was no sound. It was all very automated and very sterile.
Cassandra felt a tiny ant bite on her arm. The flow of the hallucinogenic, Primotoneal, into her blood stream had begun. But then, a brown-out occurred, probably a holdover from the repairs done after the attack. The computers controlling the process had a glitch, even though they were state-of-the-art. And Primotoneal continued to flow into Cassandra unabated.
Thompson tried desperately to stop it, pressing each and every button on the console. But the computer just will not respond.
Cassandra, meanwhile, had no idea what was going on, as she slowly descended into unconsciousness. She knew that her heart was beating faster and faster. But that was all she knew.
The all the alarm bells rang, and the console lit up like a Christmas tree, as Cassandra’s heart stopped beating. The overdose of Primotoneal had accelerated her heartbeat until it stopped. Thompson tried everything on the console. And when it failed, he smashed it, and it worked to stop the injection. He rushed to give CPR to Cassandra, after calling for help.
I felt myself floating, the images of my life passing through. I tried to touch it but it avoided my hand. I tried to speak, but words were not forthcoming. I thought there was supposed to be a light at the end of the tunnel, taking me someplace warm and safe. But there was no light. No one greeted me. There is no safety. There is no paradise. Only darkness…
And then there was a voice, or was there?...
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