Project Spades Ch2"Stay here," Drayson motioned to the storage area we were currently in."I'm going to instruct you, I can't be near any of this for that." He left, putting the iPad back into his shoulder-bag.
Why he had to leave was beyond me. Unless there was danger involved - the very feeling of insecurity. There was a click, and the door locked, head spinning to meet the sound - but turning to meet a new sound in front of me. The shutter began to open, and I stepped out into what looked to be an arena, stopping at the center where there was a small red circle marked out in tape. I looked around. There were other warehouse-openings, and one of them had a red X in tape on it. Ominous.
"You're in the green zone of NYZ," Drayson called over the loudspeaker."That's why you haven't seen anything storm our fort yet."
The shutter behind me, the one I was in, began to close and with it, the one to my left opened.
"These aren't even the dangerous ones; at least not to you."
Project Spades Ch1Pain. Pain and fear.
Where was I? Too hazy to see...My head hurt- I was in- in a lab.There were people. Scientists probably.They were leaning over me. Looking at me as I looked at them.I reached out to touch-
Glass. There was glass between me and them.I was in a box, on a table.
I was now losing sight- was getting harder to see- panic. Had to escape- couldn't see- then darkness.Calmness- artificial comfort.Drugged...
"She's waking up again, Harris."
"Good. She's ready this time."
Speech greeted me. I then recalled flashbacks of something that seemed so long ago. Panic and terror in a glass cage, glass box. Fear - I was quickly pulled into sitting up and nausea flooded my head- a giddy mess of chemicals and spinning that caused me to keel forward.
Ace. Sounded like a cool name. I still like it even today.
A few minutes passed and my head began to clear up.