Friday, May 1, 2015

Chapter Two- The Neo-Evolution Worldwide movement

Here's a bunch more of chapter two for y'all.

    Hunter Lars III paced the floor, his eyes sweeping the room.  There were lab assistants everywhere, white coats turned towards him as the monitored their screens.  Every so often there would be a bleep and then more typing.  But mostly watching.
     The Neo-Evolution Worldwide movement was working as hard as it could to process the data for the experiment.  So far everything was okay, but there were so many factors it just seemed like anything could go wrong.  He sighed, turning towards a passing worker.  "How is it going?" he asked in a whisper.
    The man nodded.  "After his initial shock, he went into a bit of a recession.  But he's up and roaming now, and everything seems to be going okay.  We should be ready to start more intense tests soon."  He adjusted his glasses, nodded once again, then went back to work.  Hunter grunted, then turned and walked out of the screening room.
   
    The room was empty, and Hunter felt just a twinge of melancholy at the nice furnishings, expensive tables, and costly draperies.  Such grand furnishings, and at the end of the world.  He shook his head and sat down.  The world faded to black as he closed his eyes and nodded off slowly.

   
    He sat up.  At first he didn't know where he was.  But it all came rushing back to him.  Trapped, He thought slowly, sleep still grasping him gently.  Trapped like a sorry lab rat, running around, searching for the cheese.   Because that's really what he was.  A rat.  Subject 41149115.  Groaning, he stood and looked around.  He'd been wandering around for three days now, alone in this facility.  And every morning there was… bingo.  A small breakfast, waiting for him, and a pack full of lunch and dinner.  He didn't know where it came from.  It was just there.  Didn't really matter to him, anyway.
    He was just about to grab a sausage, when he heard it.  It stopped him in his tracks.  He listened intently, and it sounded again.  A faint tinkle like a note from a broken music box.  And it was closer the second time.  He slowly stood up, and walked to the corner off the hall.  Inch by inch he looked around the turn.
    And he saw the strangest thing he'd ever seen.


That's where I'm stopping muahaha.  more tomorrow.  Night, everyone.
   

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