Agent 205

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜 𝚒 𝚡

I trembled. I couldn't believe it. No. I just don't want to. My eyes widened as it flooded with tears. I felt my body become weak.

The doctor explained that her body couldn't take the d**g that was injected to her. So it gave up. She couldn't take it anymore.

I felt rage go through me.

What? Are we just some kind of lab rats that can be killed and experimented on?

I couldn't contain it anymore and I ended up exploding in anger.

He simply took a sigh and closed his eyes.

He reassured me that we are not.

Yet I don't believe him. I don't trust him nor anyone here.

I just want to get out of here or even die. Whatever sets me free will work I guess.

I shook my head. I wanted to get out so bad I tried to break the glass. I tried to get myself out of here.

Next thing I knew was that my knuckles were on fire, burning with blood. I tried to punch my way through the glass but he shot me with something that made me faint in a matter of seconds.

My b****y hands slowly dragged against the glass which was covered in marks and the floor. As my vision clouded up and my eyelids became heavy. I got carried to the bed.

Soon I was concious again.

I was at the same room, with restraints on each of my limbs. My eyes were still kind of out of focus and my head was feeling too dizzy.

It was night already as I looked out. The moon was laying softly on the whispy clouds. While the crashing tide made me a lullaby.

I lifted my head and stared at my hands. They were bandaged yet I couldn't really feel it.

I tilted my gaze to the door where the doctor was standing still with his arms crossed.

He was looking at me with a lot of thoughts in his head.

He walked toward me. I remember not even trying to budge. I had already accepted my fate here in this desolate place. I was just wating for a shot to take all my pain and suffering away as I closed my eyes.

Yet. All I felt was warmth. The same feeling that night at the orphanage. An embrace. I opened my eyes. I didn't understand. I was hoping for a g*n against my head.

Please, don't make it harder for yourself.

I opened my eyes and looked at him in disbelief. I couldn't imagine getting a hug at this moment. It wasn't what I expected but it was surely something I thought I'd never receive again.

She's gone. I whispered, everything is.

I stared at him more as he loosed my restraints without saying a thing. Why is he making me live? I do deserve to die. Or do I?

He pulls up a chair towards my bed as I sat up. He started talking to me. Asking me how I felt or what I wanted.

Freedom. I want to be free.

I whispered again.

Dear, it's not my decision to make...

Silence fell on both of us as he dropped his head.

But... I can tell you everything I know. I can help as much as I can.

My hopes shot up. My eyes widened.

"Really?" I gleamed as I held his arm with both of my bandaged hands.

He nodded with a faint smile.

He started telling me more about this place and all the other stuff we do here. He was free to do so since he requested a room with no cameras.

He told me the vitamins help us become more than the average human. Wounds heal faster. Joints and bones are stronger and all that stuff. Sleep also wasn't really a need for us. In short, he told me that it would make us like some sort of super human beings. Yet it also has consiquences and side effects.

It disables fertility, and shortens the life span of those that take it. He says that the pills make our bodies use up more than what we need, in exchange for the shorter life. He said we only are expected to live until 35 or in some rare cases 40.

As I thought about it, it didn't really matter. Life is too full of suffering to prolong anyway.

Plus kids aren't on my list.

He tells me that there are a lot of people involved here. Even the government. In fact the government is the one funding all of this.

Also about how once we reach a certain age we will be deployed, Sold to agencies or companies that will use us with no pay or good treatment whatsoever. Yet he tells me that it would be the perfect time to get out of here too. When we reach 25 it's time that we get sold to outsiders from all around the globe, for a good price too. Millions of dollars.

Wow, I'm actually worth something. Dollars.

He warns me about not passing the final test if we are good for the market or not. If we fail, it's either we become guards and get stuck here for the rest of our lives or get killed.

He also said that everything was used for further research. Dead bodies, our behavior, our scores. Pretty much everything.

I was silent for a while. I gazed outside the window.

He left in a few minutes since I wasn't responding whatsoever. He told me to think about what I want to do.

I still have 13 years left to train here. To suffer.

I decided to check my wounds. And as he said, they do heal faster than normal. I unravelled all the bandage and it's already like normal.

I'm quite amazed. It's only been 5 years here yet the vitamins have affected me like crazy already. What more will improve since I'll be here for longer?

I scoffed at the thought. I'll probably be a monster once I get out of here. If I do reach that age.

I decided to take a nap. Since I probably won't get out of this hospital sooner.

I woke up early. Just like how it would be if there was a buzzer or if I was in our room. I shot up just to realize I was still in the hospital room.

I took a breath as a guard walks toward me to give me some food.

I was expecting the same boring meal, but this was a warm bowl of rice and a hearty amount of dishes.

I ate suspiciously at first. Just to see if it was poisoned or whatever.

The doctor soon entered the room.

He took a peak at my plate and saw that I haven't eaten much. He told me not to worry and to just eat as much as I can.

I haven't eaten this much before. Yet I don't feel as full as I am with the grey stuff. He tells me that the grey food we eat all day long three hundred sixty five days a year is a mixture of everything in my bed table, yet doubled and compacted together.

All this time I thought I have been eating less, but actually more than I ever imagined!

Technology and research in this place is at it's finest. Science here is mad. Too mad it makes us all into super humans. Monsters.

A few hours after that I got sent back into my daily life. Classes again, and training. I missed this actually. I've been doing it for too long it's my body's routine already.

Time passed in a jiff again. But still I had enough time to think. I stayed up late and ran scenarios through my head.

Until I thought of something that really made me think.

What if I got out of here and tried to save the others? I know it's not only us. Almost every week new children, orphans, pour down here. I feel bad to see them. They look just like us when we first got here, shivering in fear and in the cold of the night. We get the luxury to see the new comers go through the big gates. Hell gates as we call it.

It glooms me to think that We got halved already after 5 years. And I know most of us will also lose their lives here, too.

I need to do something. I never thought of myself as a hero, but why not? I mean it's better than just spending my life being chained to someone. I'm selfish, I admit. But let's give this a shot shall we? I only have what? 35 years? I'll use it for good.

I've made up my mind.

That morning, I was in a better mood. I did better and excelled more. I had a goal for once. I mean yeah my goal was to die a few days ago but here's a change of heart. Plus, I'll do this for Mee-ji, for the others, for myself.

We weren't really talking much when she was alive, yet we knew we had each other. I had her even though we were away. She was distant yet close. Makes sense?

I was excited to see the doctor again that week. I wanted to tell him all about it.

Sunday came and I was elated to just be at his waiting room. Once I was in front of him, I blabbered all about it. A few weeks ago I was questioning why we had to go to the doctor weekly, but not I want to go here everyday.

He listened well to me and gave me a warm smile again. I can sense he was proud of me.

He gave me two packs of vitamins.

I didn't understand, I thought it was a mistake.

He told me that I should take double the pills every day. He said I needed to be stronger than anyone in order to survive outside here. He did warn me though, that my life was going to have a shorter life span than what we discussed last time.

I didn't mind it. I believed that 5 years would be enough to get back my revenge against whoever was behind all of this.

I left his office that day feeling a splurge of energy and positivity going through me. I knew I had something to hold on to now. I had a motivation to look up to.

I'm gonna do this, though it will be a tough and rough ride. I was determined to do anything just to acheive my dream of freedom.

I'm reaching that star though it is far away.