“Do you know what they were injecting into you and the others?”
The girl reached over, jerking another napkin from its container and began ripping it apart, one strip at a time. She kept her eyes lowered. “I do, but…” The girl cut her eyes at me. “It’s pretty bad.”
“I’ve seen some pretty gruesome things myself.” I smiled back.
She shrugged, “I doubt you’ve seen anything like this.”
“Try me!” I challenged. Then I softened my voice as I reached over and lightly touched her hand. “You might feel better getting it off your chest.”
“Okay, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” She let out a long sigh. “Once they got done testing us, we were divided up by our blood type. The dividing had something to do with antibodies in the plastic.”
A fine line appeared between my brows, “Plastic?”
“Yeah,”
