- >music plays softly, as the flourescent lights overhead flicker
- >the smell of disinfectant chokes the air
- >you sing as creatures in white labcoats move around
- "im the perfect little lab rat
- i always do what they say
- i make sure to keep quiet
- no matter the pain"
- >they ignore you as they move tools and such around
- "They cut me open
- they pull me apart
- they rearrange my organs
- til they get to my heart"
- >one of them makes sure that the straps holding you in place are tight
- >your voice gets cut off as you struggle to breath
- >but, it losens the straps enough that you can breath again
- >you continue to sing
- "they poke and they prod
- im just another hunk of flesh
- all that matters
- is the results of the tests"
- >one of them puts an oxygen mask over your face and secures it
- >you can no longer sing, but the words ring in your head
- >"im the perfect little lab rat
- >i always do what they say
- >i make sure to keep quiet
- >no matter the pain"
- >they cut open a square on your medical gown at the bottom of your ribcage
- >you continue to think the words as you look down to see a scalpel start to cut you open
- >the blood wells up from the wound, a dark red hue
- >you stare, fascinated, as they make another incision, perpedicular to the first
- >they slowly peel back the skin, and the pain finally starts to reach your mind
- >but, you dont make a sound
- >you dont want to disappoint the doctors
- >one reaches in, moving organs out of the way, and up under the ribcage
- >he grasps something inside you
- >you feel your heart jump in fear
- >with an agonizing twist, he slowly pulls out your liver
- >a tear runs down your face, and you feel a sob well up in you, but you stifle it. you have to be quiet
- >you cant disappoint the doctors
- >they hold your liver up to the light, and start examining and prodding it
- >one of them cuts a piece off, and puts it under a microscope
- >you hope your liver doesnt disappoint them... you wouldnt be able to handle it if it did
- >finally, one of them says something in an upbeat voice
- >you feel a bit of joy rush through you, temporarily numbing the pain
- >they liked your liver!
- >the corners of your mouth lift into a smile
- >the doctors move over to your head
- >your smile fades; did you do something wrong? why arent they examining your liver?
- >one of them lifts the oxygen mask off
- >you feel a surge of terror rush through you; what was wrong?! how did you fail
- >you start to sweat; its cold and clammy
- >your body shakes as you feel more sobs welling up in you
- >you cant disappoint them! you cant! you cant!!!
- >one of them reaches towards your jaw
- >you concentrate to stop yourself from shaking
- >you feel an appendage press under your jaw
- >you hold your breath, trying to be as still as possible
- >the appendage moves away
- >you quickly take a gasp of air, still trying not to move
- >you hear hushed voices
- >you feel a bit woozy from the blood loss
- >finally, a scalpel descends towards your face
- >maybe you didnt disappoint them?!
- >you feel a calming sense of happiness flow through you
- >the scalpel slices at the hinges of your jaw
- >you stifle a whimper
- >the scalpel cuts around, under your chin, up over the other side of your jaw, through your cheeks, and back to the initial cut
- >a doctor pulls on your jaw, and you feel a crack, then a rush of scorching pain, as your jaw is ripped from your face
- >you ball your fists, desperately trying to avoid crying out
- >you try to blink away the tears forming at the corners of your eyes, but one escapes, and rolls down the side of your head
- >the doctor places your jaw on a table, and the others crowd around
- >your tongue flops uselessly, blood pouring from your face onto your neck and chest
- >one of them glances idlely at you, then goes and picks up your liver
- >the doctors walk out, one holding your liver, the other holding your jaw and a syringe
- >you wait a minute, blood gushing from your face
- >the doctors arent coming back
- >despair crashes down on you, and you start to cry
- >a strangled, gurgling sound escapes from your throat
- >you disappointed them! you idiot! stupid, stupid, stupid!
- >you hit your head on the examination table, the straps preventing you from moving much
- >you slam your head onto the metal again and again
- >finally, you cant find the strength to lift your head up anymore, and you let your head flop down
- >the blood has spilled over, pouring down onto the table and dripping onto the dusty floor
- >you feel tired, and darkness starts to close in
- >you struggle to stay awake; the doctors might yet come back...
- >you choke out a bitter sound
- >yeah right. you fucked up. you were not a good specimen
- >better to let the darkness take you
- >as your eyes close, and life starts to escape your body, the world flickers into static
- >your eyes snap open
- >what was that?!
- >the static surges again, and the straps holding you down are gone
- >you cautiously sit up, causing the blood to flow down your body
- >you feel slightly aroused, but you push it out of your mind
- >what is happening?
- >you stand, and nearly collapse as the world spins around you
- >some sort of vertigo?
- >...
- >you wait for the world to stop spinning, then take a hesitant step
- >your foot causes ripples to travel through the pool of blood - your blood - on the floor
- >the blood is warm and sticky, and tugs on your feet as you take a few more steps
- >static flashes again, and the blood is gone
- >you notice the cuts on your abdomen have sealed, and your jaw has scabbed over
- >what the hell is going on?
- >you exit the room, and wander down a hallway
- >no sign of the doctors
- >you idly wonder where they are
- >you take another step, and flinch when pain shoots through your foot
- >you peer down and see you are standing on some shards of broken glass
- >you glance up to see a broken flourescent light above you
- >the static flashes again
- >the walls, which were previously a grey-white, have become a dull aquamarine
- >you notice splotches of some dark substance on parts of the walls
- >huh. wonder what that could be...
- >you step around the broken glass, then lift your foot to pick out the shards
- >you wince as you dig around inside your foot to get one that has embedded itself particularly deep
- >you manage to finally get the shard, and pull it out of your foot to the grating sound of ripping flesh
- >blood spurts from the wound, but it starts to pool and clot almost immediately
- >you toss the shards of glass aside, and continue walking down the hall, leaving spots of blood behind you
- >you reach the end of the hall; it branches off to the left
- >you turn down the hallway and continue to walk
- >a dull light shines through the window at the end of the hall
- >you question why you are still walking... what point is there?
- >oh well... you will walk for the sake of walking
- >you stumble down the hall as another onset of vertigo spins the world around
- >you run your hand along the wall to keep your balance
- >the light from the window is blinding, yet it seems... muted, dull...
- >the lights overhead flicker
- >you finally reach the window, and stare outside
- >clouds roil and churn, completely covering the sky
- >sunlight cant pass through, and the world is cloaked in a grey, drained light
- >the trees are leafless and withered, as if they were deprived of nutrients
- >scorch marks and soot are splotched all over the ground
- >the parking lot below is empty, not a single vehicle in sight
- >you see some burned husks scattered around, inside or near the burn marks
- >there are also red lumps you cant quite identify...
- >you see a flicker of movement near the edge of a building some ways away, but when you peer closer you see nothing
- >the ground is kinda far down... you might be on the 4th or 5th floor...
- >you feel your vertigo acting up, and you quickly look away
- >what... what happened... where are you...
- >there is a massive surge of static, and your vision is consumed by the grey and black
- >a piercing sound crashes against your eardrums... it sounds like screaming... but horribly distorted...
- >you clutch your head as you feel a sense of dizziness
- >you lose all sense of balance, and fall to the ground
- >you clutch your head
- >why wont it go away?!!
- >the static and sounds vanish
- >you blink; whats wrong with you?! why is this happening?!
- >you stand up tentatively
- >you risk another glance outside
- >you dont understand... why...?
- >...
- >huh... you looked out the window, youre not getting any traces of vertigo...
- >you stare at the ground, far below
- >normally, this would have triggered a wave of dizziness, perhaps nausea
- >but... you feel nothing...
- >...
- >maybe... maybe the static is... fixing...? you??
- >it seems like it...
- >well... you can dwell on it later
- >you catch a flicker of movement from the corner of your eye
- >one of the doctors?!
- >oh no! you ran off! you were a bad patient!
- >you feel panic and hopelessness well up inside you
- >NO! be strong... maybe... maybe if they see how healthy and strong you are, they will think that you are a good lab rat...
- >you turn to face the doctor, your eyes downcast like a good submissive lab rat...
- >but no one is there...
- >that cant be... you saw movement... maybe your mind is playing tricks on you?
- >suddenly, you feel a wieght on your back
- >you collapse to the ground with an oomf, the air rushing from your lungs
- >you twist around...
- >and see a hideous creature standing atop you
- >from its pale, yellow coat sprout twisted, clawed appendages, in addition to its hooves and wings
- >its eyes are dark pits, with a pinprick of teal in the center
- >it stares at you with a hungry look
- >you scream, and writhe in an attempt to throw the thing off
- >the thing flips you over, and digs its appendages into your chest, between the bones of your ribcage
- >you wail in pain, as the creature uses the talons sprouting from its stomach to claw off your medical gown
- >what the hell is it doing?!
- >the creature positions itself so its stomach is over your crotch
- >you feel a talon stab into your member, and you cry out in pain
- >your member swells, at your body reacts to whatever toxins or bacteria the talon was coated in
- >the creature positions itself so you slide into its stomach
- >you shriek as the acid starts burning the flesh off your dick
- >the creature lets out a moan; it finds this pleasureable?!
- >you thrash, but the appendages sunk into your chest prevent you from escaping
- >your shrieks get louder as your dick continues to dissolve
- "HELP!" sOMETHING, ANYTHING, HELP!!" you scream, even though you know its futile
- >the creature moans loudly, and a fluid drips from its eyes and mouth onto your face
- >you feel your flesh twist and writhe as the fluid alters the structure of your cells
- >suddenly, static overwhelms your senses
- "wha-?"
- >you look around
- >what happened? did... did the static save you?
- >a blast of noise echos through your mind
- >"RuN!"
- >you flinch, but obey the noise
- >you get up and start running
- >the static vanishes
- >the creature is now behind you as you sprint down the hallway
- >it looks confused; where did its prey go?
- >you glance back, and see it swivel its head up
- >you hear something snap; probably a neck bone
- >those pinpricks of teal light burn into your soul as the creature stares at you with venomous malice
- >it lets out a howl of rage, and starts to pursue you
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