POV Isabella Di´Giotanno.
I stand in front of the panel of experts, to which the colonel tells me what my test will be like. He tells me they will inject me with a serum that will allow them to see everything that I hallucinate. He asks me if I agree?
I said. “Yes, I am.”
“Good.”
I watch as a young man about twenty-five years old approaches me and places some electrodes on my chest and forehead and then takes my arm. I try to breathe regularly, so that my nervous and anxious state does not show. He injects me with the serum, and I feel the puncture and the liquid running. Two minutes pass before I stop seeing the panel of experts and the room dissolves.
Curious, I look around and shout. “Hello? Is anyone here? Can you hear me?”
I hear in the distance... “HELP! Please SOMEONE HELP US!
