Love and Hatred

Test Subject 012645

I don’t know how long I was out but when I woke up I was in a all white room with a blacked out window.

“Hello?” I ask in my confusion.

“Test Subject 012645 how are you feeling?” Came a voice from a speaker in one of the corners. I recognised the voice as the same doctor I had meet earlier.

“What the hell is happening?” I ask with a shaky voice.

“We have secured you in a more safe environment for the time being.” What the actual f**k? Secured? Test subject?

“What the hell is going on here?” I’m starting to get frustrated.

“We need to make sure you’re not hurting anyone else before we know for sure what is happening to you.”

“Can you at least use my real name?”

“Of course, Iris how are you feeling?”

“Like shit.” What else was I supposed to say to this?

“This room is designed to imprison the most dangerous creatures. We control the temperature and weather to keep them as week as possible.”

“Great so you’ve put me in a torture chamber?”

“I’m not going to hurt you but we need to keep you and the people safe from you. We will simply use this room to measure the extent of your power.” This does not sound safe at all. “We will start with you just trying to use you magic and then we will start to experiment with the weather.” Well at least they aren’t going to torture me immediately.

“So what do you want me to do?” I would be lying if I said I wasn’t curious on what my powers could be but this all seemed a bit overkill.

“Think back to when you made the explosion and channel the same energy.”

“Right, just one slight issue about this energy you talk about”

“What about it?” He asked.

“It sorta consumed me from the outside. I know enough about magic to know that’s not quite the way it’s supposed to work.” In reality it supposed to slowly grow from within your core.

“That’s true but try to imagine how it felt.”

“Right”

I decide to sit down with my legs crossed. In theory meditation is supposed to help you concentrate when tying to create a difficult spell, usually when trying it for the first time. I try to focus but it’s difficult to figure out what exactly to focus on. After an hour of nothing I give up. As soon as I get up the speaker goes of again.

“We will try this again after lunch.” He says and just like that a table with fried chicken on it appears in front of me.