First, everything you read is translated via google. I'm from Germany so forgive me if I write something wrong.
"Test Object number 13 please go to the ice chamber," it came loud and clear from the speaker in my room. The order was clear I was on. I don't know who I am. I don't know how old I am. I don't know what's going to happen to me. I only know that my name is ' Test Object # 13 '. With a hiss, the door to my room opened, that has happened until now only when I have been given food. Or I had to go to training. I even think I was born here because I can't remember ever being outside this room. Now men and women in white long coats came in, a man ordered me to come along. I did as they said. Outside it didn't look much different from in my room, we walked through a hallway with grey walls and grey bottom, looking up I didn't because I hate light and that came from the top. We arrived at a big room, but before I could look around, my trainer approached me, "You're going to make it, you're something very special." I always call her ' trainer ' she has taught me how to handle different weapons such as sword or gun, thanks to her I can hit my target while making a backwards salto. She also taught me pain resistance though, that wasn't a nice time. But I am still best in knife throwing, I meet everything with many knives at the same time, in flight or both .
Now I could also see the room in front of me, which probably hurt me a lot because of the light, in the middle of the room was a large container and around this container were tables with buttons and switches. And of course there were so many scientists there again, you can see that they wear red long coats. I had to go to this container, I had such a funny feeling as if it was wrong to go in there. But before I could fight back, I felt a needle tip in my heartbeat, now I felt that my body becomes more flaccid and I collapsed. They put a note in the breast pocket of my clothes where it was written:
Date of birth: 15.03.1906
Raised at the Lettau Research Centre
I fell straight on a provided bed, they pushed me into that container, I wanted to fight back, but I couldn't, slowly panic rose in me. When I wanted to scream I was gagged so my scream was choked. Now I was given another syringe, a sleep aid. Meanwhile I was already stuck in this container, the lucke in front was closed and the container was ramped up, so that I was now straight again. Then a white gas was pumped into the container so I could barely breathe. But after that, the most horrible thing happened, that gas turned into ice. I was hardly conscious when everything was cold and I was completely enclosed by the ice.
A female voice said, "Can we save him?"
One man said on it: ' Not sure, he'd been lucky again that we found him! '
"Do we already have more detailed information than that on the note?"
"We only know that he was a guinea pig and was frozen, who knows how much pain he had had to get through!"
' The poor one, oh he's awakened! '
"Where am I here?" I still asked wearily, did these people save me?
The man with the white hair, as I only realized now, said calmly to me: "Now all is good Johann" Probably thought that my name really is Johann, but I didn't want to lie to her, so I said, "My name is not Johann." "Ohh the poor one," the woman with long blonde hair and conspicuously green eyes interrupted me, "You know what? From today you get a real name, namely Johann! I will make sure that you get a school education with your ' just under ' 112 years! "