You think that you might as well just give up your body, since you don't have your life anymore.
Why should I continue struggling to live?
Instead, just giving up your life sounds better. At least you will be able to help people.
But would this help people?
You suddenly wonder if you can trust these people with masks and lab coats. You can't see their faces nor their facial expressions...if they even have faces.
You try to speak to them, but with great difficulty. It seems you can't even move your facial muscles. You can't open your mouth, you can't even open your eyes properly. The woman with the soothing voice comes close to you and injects something on your arm. Your thoughts and sight become clearer and now you can see this woman's eyes. They are big and yellow.
Can I trust these eyes?
As soon as this thought crosses your mind, you have another realization.
Well, why do I need to trust them? I'm going to become a lab rat anyways...
You look at the eyes again. When she looks back, you immediately look away, shutting your eyes tightly. Even though the injection was done to wake you up, somehow you seem to feel even more fatigue. You feel someone taking your arms and legs and covering them with cold metal. Probably already using you as their lab rat.
They must be very pleased, since they are very quick to experiment on you.
Well, after all, I am a very perfect lab rat.
You open your eyes again, and see those cold, yet somehow soothing yellow eyes.
It's done now.
You breath deeply in, and out. And finally close your heavy eyes.
I can't bear this anymore.
Your last thought crosses your mind.
The End
-Kris
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