Experiment 97:13

"Experiment 97:13, step forward! Place your hand on the sensor now," exclaimed a guard, "Calm down, there is no reason to yell. He cant disobey you," interrupted the researcher, "Yes sir, now Experiment 97:13 place your hand on the sensor," I did as I was told even though i didn't want to.

I hate checkups, they prick you and stick you to do all these tests just to see if you are worth it to become a product. I however have failed every test thrown at me. The brain scans show that I think too much, but how much is someone actually supposed to think. At night I think so much I cant sleep, the screams for freedom don't help either. All I can hear sometimes is how everyone wants to leave, but none of the researchers mention it. Maybe I'm just different, but you don't see much of that around here. All there is to see is a bunch of physically different but mentally identical experiments roaming the halls.

"Experiment 97:13, place your hand on the sensor!" yelled a guard, "Experiment 97:13!" he swings his crystalline staff,