Chapter Six
I hear him.
They let me outside today and as expected I’m in the base, but it’s significantly bigger with actual buildings. They had two guards on me the whole time. Neither one of them even acknowledged my presence unless I tried to go somewhere they apparently didn’t want me to. It wasn’t a large area I could walk. Just outside the main building. I still get a good idea of what I’m dealing with. The guard has tripled and even with the bases increased size there’s no window in the patrols. Not one I’m skilled enough to exploit anyhow. The eyeless calling itself my father who I now only refer to as doctor approaches me. “Hello son. Is the fresh air helping you any? I thought you’d appreciate it.” The voice that comes out of his phone is plain and robotic. I don’t look at him. “Don’t call me that doctor.” He walks up next to me. “Still don’t believe me huh? I don’t blame you. In fact, you’re handling this better then our test subjects.” I look him in his nonexistent eyes. “My father would never test this on humans, but of course you’re not him!” I try to walk back to the main building, but the guards stop me. “He would for his son.” The robotic voice does nothing to help convince me. He must have said something to the guards because they start to walk me back to my room. On the way back I see mothers eyeless counterpart. She waves at me, but I ignore her.
The next day comes and I await my first visit from the doctor. When the door opens it’s not the doctor that greats me. It’s my mother’s eyeless lookalike. She’s using the same phone conversion that allows me to communicate with the doctor. “Hello pumpkin. It’s been awhile hasn’t it. I’ve missed you.” I wince at the nickname my mother calls me. “You’re not my mother.” This seems to visibly upset her. For the next hour or two she tries using memories from my childhood to convince me among other things only my mother should know. “You’re not going to get through to me. Even if you’re telling the truth. I can’t let you.” The things visibly crying now and I can tell she’s at a loss on what to do. She looks up suddenly. There must be a speaker system in here. She types something on her phone. “I have to go. I’ll see you later.” Still upset she leaves the room. I feel like one more event like this will break me. I don’t understand how I’ve managed to make it this far. Was it adrenaline, survival instinct, or maybe I’m already broken. I feel the room vibrate like the crypt did. “William, you must come to me.” The voice from the crypt reverberates in my mind. I fall to my knees pain shooting through my skull. “Come to me. You are my child now. Obey and you will be rewarded.” Men run into my room and try to hold me down so they can sedate me. “Here let me show you what I can do. One of the things I can give you.” With that the voice and pain in my head vanishes. I struggle for a moment against the guards when something surges through me. I strike one of the guards and he flies across the room denting the metal wall on impact. The other guards don’t even seem to notice. Then one manages to inject me with the sedative, but I grab his forearm and break it before I pass out.
When I wake up the strength is gone. I know this because I can’t break the cuffs they tied me to the bed with. Thinking I might have imagined it I look at the wall, but the dent is still there. Whatever that voice was did give me something awesome, but ominous voices coming from nowhere don’t really inspire trust. I see the doctor sitting at the table watching me whilst writing in a notebook. “You killed him William. The guard yesterday. You caved his chest in and shattered his ribs shredding his lungs in the process.” I pull on my restraints. I didn’t expect them to break, but I can’t lay here and listen to this. “It’s not like he was human.” Even as I speak my words ring hollow. Yes, he may not have been human, but it’s not like he was some dumb animal. These things are monstrous and terrifying, but they act quite similar to humans. “I can see the conflict in you William. Perhaps you’re starting to believe me.” I strain to meet his eyeless sockets. “Not quite, but I’ve never killed anything before.” The doctor nods his head. I see he’s struggling with something although I can’t really tell much as it’s hard to see his face from my position. “Did you mean to? Do you know where that strength came from?” Pain shoots through my skull at the mere memory of that voice. Not as bad as before, but more then enough to wince in pain and strain to get the words out. “No. It was the voice.” After I say this my skull explodes in pain and after what feels like minutes I pass out.
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