>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