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I woke up around ten minutes later. They were coming, I could tell. It always took them approximately twelve minutes to react. I couldn’t waste time so I shut down the other camera, being careful not to touch the wires. Then I merged with the wall.
The white coats came in through the door below me. Freedom was so close, I could almost touch it. I loomed above them, waiting for my chance to escape. The white coats looked around seeing nothing but blank, white walls, unaware of the threat overshadowing them.
Carefully and quietly I slid down the wall, behind their searching eyes. A part of me became an alligator’s scaly and powerful tail, and whipped the back of their heads which put them into an unconscious state. I jabbed them with the tail. There was no movement. I was safe.
Quickly, I morphed into a red fox with fur like freshly fallen snow. I would blend in with the walls this way. I darted out of the cell quickly, shutting the door behind me. I hoped it locked automatically. I felt light on my feet, darting around corners and creeping quietly down hallways. It was almost like a maze.
An alarm sounded. Time to hide, I thought and darted into a dark room. I couldn’t see very well, but I was sure that there was no one in here. That is, until I heard faint breathing.
A smell burned in my nose. It was the smell of a rotting fruit and meat milkshake that had been sitting in the heat for countless days. It was suffocating me, and I tried my best not to cough. As a human, the smell would have been bad enough, but with the heightened senses of a fox, it was at least ten times worse.
I turned slowly, trying not to make any sudden moves, but it caught me by the throat. It looked like I had been, gelatinous and formless, only something was different. It seemed darker, larger, and more controlled.
I heard a voice behind me, and I tried to struggle against the creature’s grip. Then again, I shouldn’t say creature. After all, I was one of them, too. The voice was a white coat, I could tell. “How do you like our newest experiment,” the white coat said to me, “number 225.”
I opened my mouth and spoke for the first time.
“Let me go! All I want is to be free!”
“Free?” the white coat laughed, “You’re just an experiment. You’re not human, how can you want anything? We’re the ones who created you. You should be grateful we even let you live! We could have exterminated you, just like every other thing we created here. None of them obeyed us, but 225,” the white coat gestured towards the figure strangling me, “has obeyed every order we’ve given it.”
I spluttered as its grip tightened. I was losing air. “Why did you keep me alive, then?” I said weakly, my heart beating slower from the constriction on my blood stream. I could barely even think anymore.
The white coat smiled a sinister smile. “We kept you alive because we were going to rehabilitate you. You are our smartest creation, after all... but it’s too late for that now. I’ll let 225 finish you off. I can’t bear to see a creature in pain by my own hands.” The white coat smirked. As if he really cared about our lives. He walked away anyway.
I morphed into a deadly viper, attempting to bite 225’s arm. It was a bit like trying to bite warm molasses, except that the taste of it was even worse than it smelled. I would have rather eaten a raw octopus caked in mud.
The white coat came back, hearing us struggle. I slithered out of 225’s grip after it loosened its grasp. Morphing into a fast but frail hummingbird wasn’t the best idea, but I took the chance. I had to get away quickly. The white coat barked orders at 225 as I flew away. “Quickly, don’t let it get away!” he shouted. “Turn into a dragon or something!”
“Right, master,” 225 replied willingly. Then he paused and asked, “What’s a dragon?”
The white coat, enraged, took a picture of a dragon out of one of his many pockets. I could see this as I flew backwards into a terribly dark-lit room. It was full of expensive-looking equipment and electrical wires linking everything to everything else. I hid on top of something that looked like a futuristic stereo system.
“Not the picture of the dragon, you dolt!” the white coat shouted from the hallway.
Now I understood why I had been called their smartest creation.
A smoky, wood-burning scent filled my nose. It was better than the stench coming from 225, but then I remembered. Where there’s smoke, there’s fire.
How could I defeat that thing? I thought. My conscious won’t let me kill humans, let alone my kin! Besides, it’s stronger than me... my thoughts trailed off as I saw a bright orange-red flame near the doorway, and heard an ear-shattering roar. It was them or me. I had to get over my conscious.
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