Things Better Left Unnoticed Chapter 7

	It was a long and winding trip.  Though they suddenly came across a large set of doors.  Coming up to them there was a buzzing sound, then Carly opened up the doors and they went inside, and they were greeted with a small room with another set of doors in front of them.  As they ones behind them shut another buzzing noise went off and they sat there for about a minute, just waiting.  Then a third and final buzz caused Carly to open the doors in front of them and lead them both out.  Kayla was very stunned by what she saw.  Immediately there was color popping out at her, the walls were a lovely shade of pale lemon yellow which was such a glaring transition for her, even though it was still a light color seeing something other than white washed across every surface was it's own blessing.  Color wasn't the only thing she took immediate notice to, the doors, were actual doors you could interact with, not just automated port holes.

"Welcome to the residential area."  Carly said.

"Residential area?"  Kayla asked, to which Carly nodded her head.

"That is correct.  This is a facility where many of it's workers often spend long hours at, and it would be very inconvenient for them to journey back home, especially if an emergency should pop up and they were needed here immediately.  In fact, some employees actually have their permanent homes here and it's where you'll be situated from now on."  Carly explained as they began to walk into this new area.  

	As they went along Kayla noticed that all the doors they passed were clearly marked and signs were all about giving directions and naming locations, completely the opposite of the last area.  Soon enough they came to a door marked, something.  Taking a close look at the door signs left Kayla realizing she couldn't read what they had written upon them, but she guessed that it was numbers of some sort, what else would be on a door she thought as Carly reached out and opened the door up, ushering Kayla into the room.  Going inside Kayla immediately began to take it in, and what she saw was somewhat disappointing.  The first room she was in looked much like a living room sort of area.  There was one comfy looking couch, and a media set up across from it.  Between those was a coffee table of sorts, but thats not what disappointed her.  What disappointed her was the pastel colors all over the place, bright yellows, pinks, and blues covered the walls and floor, the furniture was all white though which really contrasted with the vibrant colors.  Kayla was brought out of her thoughts as she felt the harness that was on her removed.  

"We won't be needing this on while in here.  So, want me to show you around?"  Carly asked as she took the harness and hung it up on a peg on the back of the door.

"Uh sure.  That sounds alright."  Kayla said as she kept looking around.  

"Alright, well.  This is the main living room.  There's no entry way as they did need to save some amount of space when making these.  They haven't got everything set up and moved in here yet though."  Carly stated while explaining the room she was in, then leading her off towards the opening in the left of the room.

	This led directly into a kitchen, there appeared to be a fridge, sink, and a stove with several cupboards along the walls and a plastic looking, or possibly metal table with some chairs of the same design in the middle, the kitchen having the same paint color scheme as the other room.   

"Here's the kitchen, though I don't think you'll need to worry much about making anything, as all of your meals will be prepared for you."  Carly stated.

	Kayla nodded, understanding it fairly well.  But what she took notice to was something hanging upon the wall, it was round and looked like a normal clock aside from two things, one was the numbers on it, she couldn't read them.  Two, was the amount of numbers, she might not have known what they all were but it looked like there might have been fourteen numbers on it, and if she took that at face value, she could assume that this world she was on had fourteen hours in a day.  Or she could be completely wrong and that might not even be a clock.  She decided not to pursue the thought though as Carly led her out back through the living room to another opening on the other side of the room.

"And this is the bedroom, there's not much here but they only put in the essentials."  Carly said.  

	This room again, looked the same as the other two.  There was only two pieces of furniture in here though, a bed, with a bed spread that matched the colors of the room.  And a changing table.

"I guess the changing table means there's no toilet."  Kayla said to Carly, who shook her head.

"You would be wrong.  There is a bathroom, right here."  Carly said, stepping aside to reveal another opening that went into a small bathroom.

"All the rooms are designed in a set manner, so they all have bathrooms.  Even if you won't be using it for anything but getting clean."  Carly said.

"And why is that?  Am I forbidden to use the toilet?"  Kayla asked.

"Of course not, but the chances of you being able to use it on purpose are pretty low."  Carly said, and it seemed like she was smiling at that, it was hard for Kayla to tell.

"Well, what if I just sat there and never left."  Kayla retorted.

"Well you can if you want.  Though it won't stop it from happening while you sleep, and I can't just let you fall asleep on it, if you fell off and knocked your head into the ground and got hurt, not only would I lose my job, but if anyone outside this facility found out about it, plenty of other people would lose their jobs as well.  So for my sake as well as theirs, I hope you can have a bit of maturity about this."  Carly explained.

"You certainly ask a lot of someone you forcibly kept against her will."  Kayla said.

"Not me specifically, but those who did are also keeping you from dying."  Carly replied.

"Yes, keeping me from dying, by keeping me here under agreement that I don't speak ill of how I've been treated because if I do they would prevent anyone else from trying to keep me from dying."  Kayla snapped back, the sudden tension from this few lines from them both left them silent, Kayla could feel the newly formed fur on her skin standing upright and Carly's tail look slightly puffed up.

"Well.  How do you like it."  Carly started as she lead Kayla back into the main room, taking a seat on the couch.

	Kayla sat down next to her as she considered the question.  

"Well, it's much better than my last living arrangement.  But, why is this whole place painted like a child's kaleidoscope?"  Kayla asked.

"Kaleidoscope?"  Carly questioned, she didn't understand the word and even pronounced it off.

"I mean, what's with all the bright colors?"  Kayla asked, her voice deadpan this time.

"Well, bright colors are generally much more engaging for children to look at.  Not to mention the room was already this way because of a previous tenant and there was no time to even consider painting it."  Carly said.

"Okay, I get it.  Painting it would have been a hassle for all parties involved.  But why bring up the engaging colors thing?"  Kayla asked.

"Well, because you are that young.  I figured it was worth explaining."  Carly said.

"I am that young?  Last time I checked I was eighteen.  Where I come from, I am legally an adult."  Kayla said.

"Eighteen?  I'm afraid I don't understand that.  I assume it's an age though, but it's time frame means nothing to me."  Carly said.

"How do I explain this, do you understand the concept of a year?"  Kayla asked.

"No."  Carly responded, now she was the one with the deadpan voice, as if she would know anything about time on Earth.  

"Okay.  Do you measure, how long you have lived based on how many cycles your planet has revolved around it's sun?"  Kayla asked, it took Carly a few moments to think about this before answering.

"Yes, that is what we do here."  Carly said.  

"Have any paper and a writing utensil?"  Kayla asked her, to which Carly responded by pulling out a notepad and what looked like a pen out of the diaper bag she was carrying and handing them to Kayla.

"Okay.  I am going to put down the amount of strokes that I have been alive according to the cycles of my planet revolving around it's sun."  Kayla said as she held the pen and opened the note pad to the first page then she quickly made eighteen marks down on the page.  

"This is how old I am."  Kayla said, showing Carly her strokes.

	Carly looked at the strokes on the page, in fact she seemed to stare at this page far longer than Kayla thought necessary before she burst out laughing.  

"What?"  Kayla asked her, watching her titter with mirth, waiting until she calmed down enough to talk to her again.

"You claim that you are, an adult on your planet, in your culture.  Here, here your age would correlate to you being no more than a toddler."  Carly said, a huge grin slapped on her cat face.  

"You have to be joking."  Kayla said, Carly merely shook her head.

	Kayla was apparently a toddler here?  That had to be a joke, unless the cycles this planet made around the sun were like, six in a year and that's the assumption Carly was going on.  Cause it just didn't make any sense.  

"No, no joke, I am entirely serious."  Carly said, Kayla looking at her in disbelief.  

	Before Kayla could think of something to say to that, a knocking at the door got both of their attentions.  Carly got up and went towards the door, Kayla simply got on her knees and turned around on the couch to see who was there.  Carly went to the door, and just looked at it, before a small panel in the door slid open and there appeared to be a monitor there.  At least from what Kayla could see.  It was only a few second until the door was opened and Kayla could see a creature standing outside.  It looked like another variety of bird, but Kayla couldn't see it very well with Carly in the way.  Though she saw some reddish plumage as some sort of interaction took place between the cat and the bird, both speaking in the language Kayla couldn't understand.  But it only lasted for a few moments before the bird left and the door was shut.  Then Carly began to walk back with a large package of sorts.  Though she first hung the diaper bag on the same rung as the harness before then making her way into the kitchen.  Kayla followed of course, entering the kitchen she saw Carly kneeling on the floor, the package open, and Carly was putting bottles of liquid into the now open fridge.  

"What are those?"  Kayla asked.

"These are what you are supposed to be ingesting, and will probably have to drink for a long while."  Carly said as she continued to put bottles into the fridge.  

"Oh yippee, more liquid drank."  Kayla said sarcastically, she still had no real idea what was in those bottles, but since it hadn't killed her yet, she didn't much care though, but there was something else she cared about, the front of her diaper was suddenly feeling far more warm, and far more wet as her bladder emptied.  

	Thinking she could possibly go toss the diaper somewhere and put a new one on to spare herself a change she made to leave the room when Carly said.  

"Don't worry, I will get you a new diaper in a moment."  As she kept loading the fridge up.  

	How Carly even knew she wet her diaper was pointless to think about right now.  Probably a better sense of hearing, or more likely smell, being awake more often Kayla could experience using her diaper for herself now, and it certainly didn't smell very pleasant, even having just peed in it a few moments ago a rank smell already wafted from her waist.  Kayla simply stood there and waited as Carly finished up putting bottles in the fridge, having kept one out.  Carly stood up, shut the fridge, kicked the box aside and strode over to Kayla.

"Here drink this.  Drink all of it or I will be forced to make you, it's vital for your survival."  Carly said, as she pushed the bottle into Kayla's hands.  

	Kayla had no real qualms with this, if she had to drink it she would, though she definitely did not need it in a bottle, but she had no time to complain as Carly grabbed her by the arm and lead her to the bedroom where she quickly lifted Kayla up onto the changing table and laid her down.  Kayla simply tried to ignore her diaper change as she shut her eyes and put the bottle in her mouth and began to suck on it.  Oddly, it didn't taste bad though it didn't taste good either, it was rather bland, Kayla just sucked it down as fast as she could to get it over with.  While Carly began the change by lifting her rear taking the diaper off then tossing it into a small waste pail Kayla hadn't noticed on the other side of the changing table.  Then she began to wipe Kayla, who tried desperately to ignore the feeling, which was a bit hard considering how well Carly was at cleaning her.  But she focused more on her stupid bottle as Carly then applied some powder and placed a new diaper underneath Kayla's rear, setting her onto it then bringing it up and taping it expertly onto her.  Kayla in the mean time was almost halfway through with the bottle when suddenly it was snatched from her mouth and hands.  

"Hey."  Kayla said as she sat up, hardly phased by having the bottle taken away.

"You don't have to drown yourself in it you know, just drink it at a norm-"  Carly was interrupted by a loud belch from Kayla.

"Drink it at a normal speed.  You'll make yourself sick otherwise as this liquid has a base of lactose."  Carly said as she gave the bottle back to Kayla.

"So I'm drinking milk?  Doesn't taste like any milk I've ever had."  Kayla said as she stuck the thing back in her mouth, drinking at a more reasonable pace this time.

"Well not exactly, it's base is a type of milk that has been modified, and then had several things added into it to give your body what it needs in what it's going through."  Carly said.

	Kayla pulled out the bottle to say.

"Speaking of which, what is my body going through exactly?  This was never explained more than I'm turning into something else."  Kayla said as she slid her legs off of the changing table to face Carly.

"Well, the entire process is complicated, so I will tell you in the easiest way what may happen.  As explained to you already, you are mutating into something else, not a different species entirely because your genetic make up has mixed, not just been completely taken over.  So technically you will be a new species of creature."  Carly explained.

"A wessil right."  Kayla interjected.

"A Wasil.  Yes, you will be a Yectile species of Wasil and your own, human I think you said.  We are not sure how much will mix, it could have very well stopped already, we won't know until more changes happen, but you could end up looking very much like a Wasil."  Carly said.

"You know, a Wasil kind of looks like a squirrel on my planet."  Kayla said, Carly seemed to ignore the comment though.

"The process could end up being somewhat painful if you end up developing more, your bone and muscle structure will alter, you'll grow a tail or ears possibly, your entire face change."  Carly stated.

"And that's whats killing me right?"  Kayla asked rhetorically.

"Yes, your human immune system sees your body altering like this and thinks it's a foreign disease, and well it sort of is, it's already altered your body.  So to stop your own body from killing itself cell by cell, we've tricked you it into thinking that it's growing, and to do that we have to physically reduce your own age."  Carly said, which caused Kayla to look at her in surprise, that wasn't explained to her.  

"What do you mean, reduce my age?"  Kayla asked, looking quite confused.  

"Well, your own body was practically matured, as much as I don't believe you are an adult of your species, your body was physically done developing.  Meaning that we couldn't let it just happen naturally as your grew, you would practically have to be a new born for that to happen.  So by making you age in reverse we trick your body into thinking it's growing which allows us to tweak a few things and make it so your body let's these mutations occur without trying to stop it."  Carly said.  

"Well.  I guess that makes sense.  But how can you age me backwards, it sounds impossible?"  Kayla questioned, wondering if this was some type of lie to keep her off the actual reason.  

"Even if I wanted to tell you, it would be far to complex for you to understand, not to mention thats one of the things we aren't allowed to tell you, not because we as a facility can't, our own government has forbidden any access of that information to you, as well as most information regarding technology as a whole."  Carly explained.  

"Great, more things I get to be in the dark about.  Is there anything you can tell me or teach me about what's going on?"  Kayla asked her, having finished the bottle while Carly had been speaking.

	Not bothering to go on about the alleged regression, if it had just been the facilities rule she probably would have poked the subject more, but if the entire government didn't want her knowing, it was best she didn't pry for now.   

"Yes, there is something that I think you will find very useful."  Carly said.

"And that is?"  Kayla asked her.

"Learning our language."  Carly stated.

"You've got to be kidding me."  Kayla said.  

"Nope, not even remotely.  While some people at this facility have been trained to understand and communicate with you, no one aside from a few eccentrics and professors of language would know of the language you speak.  So it's imperative that I teach you how to speak it."  Carly explained.

"Aw.  I had trouble enough learning to speak another language on my own planet, now I have to learn one here."  Kayla complained.  

"I am sure that you would love to be able to understand what people are saying, not to mention you will need to learn it regardless if you ever hope to function anywhere outside of this place."  Carly said as Kayla hopped down from the changing table.

"Besides, none of the recreational things have been brought in or hooked up for you so you might as well spend the time learning."  Carly said as she lead Kayla back out towards the living room.

"Oh joy."  Kayla said, exasperated that she was going to have to learn this language, of course she realized she would have to eventually, but that didn't mean she looked forward to it.