The Wronged

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                                                                                 Eriee...                                                 I wake up and I'm back on the some hospital bed but a different room. This one has windows. The sun's out to bother me and there is a different nurse in my room. She comes to me as soon as she sees me awake. "May you be blessed. How are you feeling you’ve been through such a traumatic experience and just after you were forcefully summoned too? It's such a mess." All the time she spent babbling all I could do was stare at her. The duck? Ugh I need a smoke where is my e-cig? I need to think. I ask the nurse. "Where is my e-cig?"                                                                                                                                                        "Oh your one broke so we use money from your future pension to upgrade you into a better one. The vapor is watermelon wave. Is that ok?" What? I get about the future pension thing but upgrading my E-cig?            "As long as it's fruity I don’t care" The cig is already filled so I turn it on and take a smoke. Ok think what's up? The nurse smiles at me one last time and leaves, now I can think. How did I turn out to be the victim? What happened? From what I can gather it looks like the crazy smart dude is in trouble for being misunderstood. Ha ha what an odd situation. The criminal is being treated as the victim. That dude must be really smart if this place thinks that he could take over this place alone. I take another puff .Damn this tastes good. Heh I might as well relax until they figure out that I'm the real culprit. I take another puff and stare out the window at the gigantic city before me. I try to think but my curly hair keeps bothering me. I haven't brushed it in a while. The door suddenly bangs open and I calmly say "Can I at least keep the e-cig?" But I misinterpreted it and it wasn’t a mob of very pissed and tired men I expected to see. It’s the odd dude I met last night. He's wearing a lab coat over his uniform. He looks angry .What does he want? I ask him. "What do you want?"                                                                                                                                                          "Um I don’t want anything from you it's just that you are not allowed to smoke in the Medbay." His anger drains away and he says "I meant to talk t-to you but I didn’t know your name, all I knew was th-that you were a medbay attendee and that you like joking about taking over HQ." he laughed nervously but it slowly died away when he saw that I wasn’t laughing. He asked me                       "So that was you last night?" I take another puff and nod                                                                                         "But how? I mean you're one person and the facility is plenty big. Lik-" I cut him off and say                           "I didn’t really take over this place; I just directed their attention onto me. I took control over as many machines as I could I made it so that they showed that they were taken over. I used the emergency shutdown to close all the doors so that. Neither I nor the destroy team could cause harm to the people not involved in this" I explain                                                                                                                                                "Does that mean you could take all the machines in HQ but nobody would know?" He asked                            "It's not that simple. I'm from a world that’s Tec is less advanced than this one but our worlds are very similar so I did the best I could but I had to purposefully leave a few alone such as security cameras."          "Ok I understand but was it really necessary? Also why are telling me all this?" He seemed nervous when he asked the second question, what is he expecting?              "Well I originally did it to get their attention but that was not the only reason. I needed to gather important information. I needed to see the similarities between the worlds, I needed to study, my head felt empty, and I also wanted to see whether I could do it or not. I was so much harder than I expected it to be, I needed to disturb the least amount of people as possible and from what I gathered only a few people were inconvenienced since this was already past working hours." I stop before I answer his other question opting to see how badly he wants the answer. Will he have the guts to ask it again? He fidgets as I stare at him. Is this awkward? That’s one of my few flaws I can't tell if it's awkward in any situation. It's rather troublesome since I'm always surprised when somebody says 'well this is awkward', it irks me.  I swear to all the unholy entities that if he says those words. I squint my eyes at him. And I s**t you not he says "Well this is awakwa- ".I throw my hands up but he seems confused. I ducking called it. Does he not understand my annoyance? Whatever. This is boring, so I decide to tell him. "I told you all this so that the people that are monitoring me 'secretly' know that the real culprit was me and they'd let the crazy smart dude go. I don’t want to get on his bad side even more; he can do more damage to me than anybody in this whole facility. He's dangerous. It's also so that they'd have all their questions answered and we can move on to the punishment already."                                                                 " Aren't you afraid of the punishment?" he asks solemnly. It's as if he's sad. Is it because he realized I used him? Should i feel bad? That's another one of my flaws. I haven't felt guilt. At least i think its a flaw. Since the matron of the orphanage said its bad, i believed her.                                                                                "If you think about I did no lasting damage so I don’t think I will get a severe punishment. Whatever they could dish out, it'd be worth it I got invaluable information that would’ve taken me months to get in just one day."                                                                                                                                                                              "Like information on the technology? Or maybe the layout of the building?"  He asks. Is he really clueless or did he not listen to me? I just told him the information. I'm frustrated, so I lean back and take another puff. It looks like he really doesn’t understand, so I decide to tell him again. "The precious information is who could really destroy me in this world. Physically everybody could overpower me but it's truly a rare occasion where I can find someone that go head to head to me intellectually, so naturally I value brains over brawn. But he had both so that scares me a bit. I've never been truly scared before. It's such an exhilarating experience." I finish and shiver at the memory of his glares and carefully planned out gestures and movements.                                    He stares at me and starts to say something but the door bangs open. This time its two heavy looking men. I say " Ah my anticipated guests." I look at the dude that I still don’t know the name of and say. "This was a nice chat but I really got to go now goodbye"                                        I shakily stand up; it seems that my body is still weak. I leave and all this time he has not said a word. I wonder what he's thinking?     Dear loyal readers       I apologize  for the very late update but after many weeks of reconsideration I have decided to continue this story on w*****d. I apologize again for the inconvenience
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