Preparation for Experiment No. 2
I closed my eyes, felt myself, then the floor. Warm, then cold. I opened my eyes again, but shut them almost immediately; I lay flat on my back, with a bright floodlight encircling me. Darkness lay just beyond. I shielded my face.
“Subject has regained consciousness. End Test One.”
Test? I began to sit up, only to be restrained by straps that’d sprung from the tile floor.
Lord, if you’re still there, I prayed, get me out of here. Please… please I beg of you…
The straps tightened around my wrists, ankles, chest, and forehead. What are they gonna do now?
I couldn’t help myself.
I began screaming.
I couldn’t stand being alone. I hated being the science project of inanimate objects. I just wanted to get out.
I kept screaming. I closed my eyes tightly, letting the primal sound rattle my vocal chords.
I was suddenly rendered silent when a strap wrapped itself around my mouth as a gag. My eyes sprang open.
“The next test requires the subject to remain silent.”