When I woke up I was still in the van. Though about like five minutes later we came to an abrupt stop and I fell forward, onto my face. The doors opened and I was dragged out of the van. Two men held my arms tightly, as I struggled, though it was useless. I wasn't going anywhere.

They opened two double doors into a tall building. I was taken inside and as I walked down the dimly lit halls, I saw cells, and almost all of them were empty. On each of the doors, was a clipboard with a piece of paper on each reading:

Name: DanTDM

Age: 8

Specimen Number: 0798

Dead

The next cell read the same but it was slightly different. It read:

Name: Mitch

Age: 7

Specimen Number: 0847

Alive

As I passed by it I looked inside to see a boy wearing a red and black checkered hoodie. He looked at me with his light brown eyes and watched me walk past.

The two men led me down the hall and took a right. To the left was more cells and a white door that led to somewhere.

We stopped about halfway down the hall when the guards opened a cell door and shoved me inside. The door slammed behind me and I heard the door lock.

I looked around the small room and noticed a very small mattress with a red blanket. That was it. Nothing else. I went over and sat on the small mattress, and a single tear rolled down my face. I looked at the amulet and turned it over reading the words:

Be kind and have courage. Remember to always see the good in people and in yourself.

~Mom

I don't know how but I eventually fell asleep on the firm mattress, light snores escaping my mouth, but not to loud enough for anyone to hear.

~~~

It's been three weeks since I've been here. They would only let me out twice a day. One to use the bathroom and two, to go to the lab and get tortured. I was finished testing for the day and they sent me back to my cell for the night. I fell asleep in pain as I slowly started to drift off.

Time Skip to Morning

I awoke to screaming. I jumped and cowered in the corner. It sounded like a boy's voice. "No! Stop! You're hurting me!" The voice shrieked. My bottom lip started to tremble. "Please! Just-" but the voice stopped half way through its sentence. There was complete silence for about ten minutes, when the shouting started up again. "What did you do to me?! I'm a monster!" It yelled. I hugged my knees but finally found the courage to go to the cell bars and try to see what was going on.

I crawled over the cold hard floor and almost immediately, I saw the door on the left hall swing open. Two guards held a boy about my age, well at least I thought it was a boy. They led him down the hall to where I first came in from. Then I heard more yelling, but it wasn't the "boy" I had heard earlier, although the "boy" and the new voice were having a conversation after I heard a cell door slam.

"D-don't look at me Mitch. I'm a monster." The voice said. I recognized the name. It was the name on the clipboard I read earlier. "Jerome...don't say that." Mitch said, trying to comfort the "boy". "Mitch! I'm hideous! I really am just filthy stinkin' bacca..." Which I could only assume was Jerome. "Hideous? You're far from it. Listen Biggums. You're beautiful inside and out. I don't care what they did to you. You're still my Jerome." Mitch said, comforting him. I thought it was actually kinda cute.

Just then, a man stepped in front of my cell and opened the door. "You're in for a treat kid. Now get up! It's time for your tests." He yelled, pulling me to my feet.

I scrambled up, and walked with him down the hallway. As we got to the little "fork in the road", I tried to run the opposite direction of the white door at the end of the hall. I ran for about two seconds when the guard firmly grabbed my arm and pulled me back, shoving me towards the door. "I don't think so kid." He growled. He opened the door and ushered me inside the room...

Jerome (😱)

I woke up, and saw Mitch in the cell next to mine, starring at the floor. Just then I heard heavy footsteps approach our cells. He stopped in front of my cell and looked down at me smirking. "Get up pretty boy."he grinned. He opened the cell door and gabbed my hand. "J-Jerome?!" Mitch panicked expression killed me. "No! Please take me instead!" Mitch called out weakly. But the guard carried on dragging me down the hall.

We had both been captured about four weeks ago. Mitch had been "tested on" very recently for the first time and he's still in shock. This is my second time. The first time, they wanted to see how I responded to pain. So they cut my wrists. God. It was painful. I had no idea what they have planned for me this time.

They shoved me through the door and I was blinded by a bright light. They sat me on a chair in the middle of the room. They strapped me in; my arms, legs and torso. A women with a lab coat on carries a syringe filled some sort of red liquid. I look we at the table and it's labeled: Bacca blood. My bottom lip started to tremble in fear.

A man in a lab coat comes over with a syringe filled with some green liquid and in his other hand he's holding a knife. He comes over and injects the serum into my left arm. I gasp in pain. "Ready?" He asks. I bravely nod, knowing what's about to happen. "Now...does this hurt?" He says as he drags the knife across my wrists. I scream in pain, "No! Stop! You're hurting me!" Blood dripped down to the floor as it rolled down my arm. The woman comes over and injects the "Bacca blood" into my right arm. "Please! Just-" but then I black out for a moment or two, waking up a minute later to searing pain. I look down at my hands to see brown fur, and long, black, sharp claws instead of finger nails. The man hands me a mirror as he chuckles. I look into it and my face has completely changed. I looked like an animal. Correction: I was now an animal. My face erupted in brown fur and I had a snout with a shiny black nose. I gaped and I noticed sharp, white fangs. I was completely covered in fur. I was an actual bacca. I dropped the mirror and it shattered when it hit the floor, "What did you do to me?! I'm a monster!" I yelled, my voice sounding a little bit deeper than normal. They unstrap me as the woman writes notes down on her clipboard.

They hold my arms; I'm feeling very weak so I couldn't fight back even if I tried. They lead me out the door and I attempt to struggle but fail as they drag me back to my cell. I see Mitch look up and stare at me in shock. They throw me back into my cell and lock the door. The guards walk away, their footsteps echoing the halls.

"D-don't look at me Mitch. I'm a monster." I said, my voice slightly muffled. "Jerome...don't say that." Mitch said trying to comfort me. "Mitch! I'm hideous! I really am just a filthy stinkin' Bacca..." I responded turning around to face him in the eyes. His soft gaze seemed to comfort me. "Hideous? You're far from it. Listen Biggums. You're beautiful inside and out. I don't care what they did to you. You're still my Jerome." He said and placed a hand on my cheek. I smiled warmly at him. "Thank you.." I whispered back.

Sky

I was taken into the room filled with scientific equipment and research items. They take me over to a table in the middle of the room and make me lay down. I look around and scientists are already around me with clipboards, cameras, and one is holding a syringe filled with some strange white liquidity substance. I look over on the table and there is a vial that reads: Herobrine DNA. I gulp as the nurse holding the syringe says, "This will hurt. A lot." I can see her smile through the doctors mask she has on.

She injects the liquid into me and I feel pain almost immediately. I scream in agony as scientists pin me down to the table. I see another nurse come over with another needle and injects the liquid into me, making my vision cloud over, passing out on the table.