Experiment143

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Preface.
“You know what we’ve done wrong, you weren’t supposed to teach him! Instead you took it upon yourself to make him just as smart as one of us. You expect me to keep him here? Well I’m not because I raised her just as we were told and she doesn’t know shit about the outside world.” The scientist were whispering but the incredible sensitivity I had for ears could understand. Small hands were clasped around mine as I waited patiently to meet this ‘him’ everyone was talking about. The little hands where connected to the small arms she had. Her name was Arial. They had put her in a tank with me about a year ago. Never had I really taken responsibility. When your in a glass tank, like so, all your life you don’t really understand anything. It all came natural. They let me feed her from a cylinder shaped object that had a soft squishy end. She knew how to use it, although it still puzzles me. She slept as I did. She woke up a lot though, at night. Now that she’s older they let me feed her what they call raw fish. Whatever that means. She was growing taller and they usually took her from tank to tank to experiment. I got used to having her by my side, which led to me getting sick when they took her. “bring him here, I assume you will follow the rules and he wont come into contact with her.” The voice interrupted my thoughts. “If we do as planned then they will mate, they are no longer man, they are fish. With more brain. We can start a whole species of merman in this lab and it starts with these two.” A different voice came from the left of me. “Alright then, lets see him.” The room grew dark and cold as the lights dimmed. “Arial,” I whispered, “time for bed.” Usually I wouldn’t worry about anything in the lab. Something about this ‘him’ they were talking about made me feel weird. I swam into the cave to lay down. I would figure more out tomorrow, let’s just hope it’s not to late.

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Experiment143

Submitted: August 11, 2010

Preface.
“You know what we’ve done wrong, you weren’t supposed to teach him! Instead you took it upon yourself to make him just as smart as one of us. You expect me to keep him here? Well I’m not because I raised her just as we were told and she doesn’t know shit about the outside world.” The scientist were whispering but the incredible sensitivity I had for ears could understand. Small hands were clasped around mine as I waited patiently to meet this ‘him’ everyone was talking about. The little hands where connected to the small arms she had. Her name was Arial. They had put her in a tank with me about a year ago. Never had I really taken responsibility. When your in a glass tank, like so, all your life you don’t really understand anything. It all came natural. They let me feed her from a cylinder shaped object that had a soft squishy end. She knew how to use it, although it still puzzles me. She slept as I did. She woke up a lot though, at night. Now that she’s older they let me feed her what they call raw fish. Whatever that means. She was growing taller and they usually took her from tank to tank to experiment. I got used to having her by my side, which led to me getting sick when they took her. “bring him here, I assume you will follow the rules and he wont come into contact with her.” The voice interrupted my thoughts. “If we do as planned then they will mate, they are no longer man, they are fish. With more brain. We can start a whole species of merman in this lab and it starts with these two.” A different voice came from the left of me. “Alright then, lets see him.” The room grew dark and cold as the lights dimmed. “Arial,” I whispered, “time for bed.” Usually I wouldn’t worry about anything in the lab. Something about this ‘him’ they were talking about made me feel weird. I swam into the cave to lay down. I would figure more out tomorrow, let’s just hope it’s not to late.
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Submitted: August 21, 2010

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