I took deep breaths, in and out until I became calm. All the previous events flashed through my mind just as a child reviews the events of their nightmare. My whole body was covered in sweat and the fabric of my clothes stuck to my body like a magnet. My eyes shot open and I wasn't surprised to find myself back in my bed again.
I had no idea what he was talking about, but I didn't have time to think about it because his leather gloved hand covered my face and everything went cold and dark. He casually walked toward me and my heart tried to beat it's way out of my chest.
At that point all I could do was back up into the corner of the cell. After all of my time as a test subject for those bastards, I just knew when I was in trouble. "But little do they know, I just want to help. I am the cure." He slowly began to rise up from the table and I knew he was going to kill me. It disgusts me," he said, sounding disgusted and the way he said it made me feel like he was my parent and he was shaming me for doing something wrong. I nodded, but I was unsure if he even noticed. Most of the SCP's couldn't even manage to say a single word. "They are all animals, don't you agree?," he said. His voice was mechanical, like one of those super heroes. The cell was dimly lit and sitting at a table in the middle of the room was a man (if it even was a man) dressed in a robe and a bird-like mask. The cell door slid open and the guard shoved me inside before the door closed. He swiped his card and the red dot on the panel next to the door lit up green. The same bullshit each and every staff tries to force-feed me before each test. I almost said the words right along with him: "What you are doing is saving humanity". He opened his mouth to speak and I already knew what he was going to say. He eventually let the grin go and pulled out his badge. "I see you're in a cheery mood today!," he said. He smiled and his teeth were flawlessly white, like he spent 5 hours each day scrubbing his teeth. He resembled a baby and this made me smile. He had a clean shaven face, silver eyes and short dark brown hair. A few minutes later, a scientist walked up to us. As usual, I waited for a scientist to arrive. Before I knew it, we reached 049 in Sector 2. I followed him, staring at the foundation logo on the back of his uniform the whole time. So I rose up out of my bed as the guard opened the cell door. I already knew what time it was and if I did not listen, he and his lackeys would come in and zap the hell out of me. The guard woke me up out of my dreamless sleep by whacking his baton on the bars of my cell. He wasn't a gentleman. But he was the closest to one Iv'e met so far.
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