Chapter 37
How did I get in here from the first place again? That is the question which keeps on repeating in his mind everytime he wake up from the slumber of sleep. It is like every time that he woke up he feels like he awaken like a living dead. His body is numb in everything that he touches. He can't even feel a thing even though he walked, his feet won't even feel the floor. His hands were also numb that he can't even see a blood trailing because of paleness and the vision of his eyes were kind of different that he cannot explain. Maybe because the lack of light because he is trap in there in the insane room.
He felt his lips that was once sewed by that lunatic person. Even though the stitches are gone he can still feel the where the needle stitches the threads. A tear escape from his eyes as he remember the smiling face of his twin brother, Gunner. His clumsy twin brother and the one who keeps on telling him not to go in WIC Company and now he is wondering why didn't he followed what was his twin is pleading. Now he is suffering his clumsy consequences.
The thing that he did not expecting was the horror that will be welcoming him. A situation that is out of wild imagination that no one will ever imagine that it is going to bought to life. And now he is one of them. Slasher was able to fight his own life even though the WIC is trying to consume his mind and even his energy. He also felt sympathy to the others and he saw the son of the old Tanaka. Their son is also in here but in a toxic rate already he was already consumed by the Project Wilson and lif he will not be delivered to the hospital in immediate time he will son be dead and his body will just be dump here in the sick building.
The building is like a grave yard and there are hundreds of bodies already buried there and that is why this building keeps on kidnapping every young men out there. Slasher is keeping a fight for his life and had managed to sent an email to his twin, Gunner. That was enough for him to feel at ease just even in a short of time. How did he managed to sent him an email even though he is inside of the room and was prisoned in a cylinder glass everytime the experiment starts? Well, Slasher was full of intellegence. He was smart and wise but before he could do that he had prepared himself becaue he knows very well that it will consume his brain for a pain and his body for an energy because he fight for database that was restricted in the cyclinder glass. He was prepared and had sent it to Gunner without everybody knowing not even Dr. Vega. Sure Slasher can do it again but his condition is not that very well enought to do it again that he might give out and will face death in no time.
Slasher still have this hope of seeing the outside world again. Seeing his only one family, Gunner, and will live in a normal life out of the place of where they are living. Slasher had so many plans for the two of them.
"I miss you so much you clumsy head," he uttered in a low tone of voice as he see his reflection in the glass cylinder. They are twins and looks exactly the same, what makes them different is that the way they dressed. He was always casual and neat yet Gunner loves wearing lazy outfits yet it still suits him and many young girls adored him so much.
Slasher looked at the icy top of the glass and breath out the fog in his mouth. It was chilly but he was getting used to it. The virtual screen was off meaning he can rest yet he can still feel the pain that was forming in his head. It is like his head was hammering of how many tons of dumbells. He always feels sick and feels nauseous after looking at that hypnotic logo.
"Please do not stare at the logo, Gunner. But if you will I am sure that you have the guts of fighting for it," he whispered out of the moist air forming in the glass as he roamed his eyes around.
A lot of young boys are new and maybe they have been there for a week or two now as Slasher have observed. He cannot help but to despise the person who had invented this sick project and he caanot even helped but to hate the gods above. What kind of person did they make? What kind of god are they to put a person in thhis kind of state and make him kill innocent people? Slasher couldn't help but to question those things. He knew it was bad to question the will of the above but it was too much already a lot of lives are already lost and he can even see a single light.
"Is there no god?" he whispered as he look at the top of the glass. It was dark and not even a single dim light in the ceiling that you wont even see if there is a top or nothing. It looks like infinity of nowhere, o nowhere to escape. No life and just accept the fact of where their destiny is going. Their fate is death and their use as they born is just to be experimented.
"At least I had live a life that I wanted to be together with my twin brother," he chortled and a slaiva came out f his mouth which he immediately wipes it away but notices that is was reddish and that is when he realizes that his nose was also bleeding.
"Maybe this is it. . ."
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