Zein's Point of View
Darkness... I didn't know where I was. I couldn't see anything, feel anything. It was as if I were floating. Slowly, an image began to form. Chaos. People running. Screaming. In the middle of the crowd, two people caught my eye. My chest tightened as I looked at their locked hands. I froze when they embraced. Everything was blurry, but I knew that man would do anything to fight for the girl in his arms.
I woke up drenched in sweat, gasping for air in a white, empty room. My body throbbed from the electricity. Mia and the others escaped—at least I could breathe a little easier knowing that.
Suddenly, the lock clicked. Two men in lab gowns forced me up and carried me out like a wilted vegetable. The campus was eerily quiet; everyone who wasn't part of the plan was locked away. We walked toward the admin office—guarded heavily now—and headed through a door I'd never seen before. Downward.
The hidden laboratory. This was the real hell. Different colored liquids shimmered, but the human-sized incubators were the most terrifying. People were lying in each one like toys in an exhibit.
"Well... Well... Well..."
I turned. Madame Violet stood there with Liam. The evil mother and her helpless son. "Hello, Ms. Secretary. How are you?"
"Did you know about this, Liam?" I asked. He looked away. "You're a student here too. You know how much they fear your mother, and you just let it happen."
Madame Violet laughed. "Who needs friends? Everyone will let you down."
"Really?" I chuckled. "Maybe that's why you're doing this. You never had real people you could trust."
She signaled for me to be taken to a cubicle. I turned to Liam. "Why do you look so sad? You must be happy too."
"Sorry..." he whispered.
"Do you think an apology takes back these atrocities? Open your fucking eyes, Liam."
"I'm jealous of you guys," he said bitterly. "You and your friends. I want that too... but I don't have anyone else."
"Liam! Bring that woman here!" Madame Violet shouted. He hesitated, then took my arms, his hands shaking.
I was handed over to a man named Mr. Razon. "You really look like her. Samantha," he said, pressing a button on an empty incubator.
"What's this for?" I asked.
"For the sake of that formula. The rarest type of blood. If you aren't a match, you won't have to suffer for long."
I stepped inside. I had to be strong. Something pierced my arm, and I screamed as my bones felt like they were being torn apart. He closed the incubator, and the world went numb. I was truly alone. Something pierced my other arm. My heart rate slowed. Darkness wrapped around me. I gasped for the breath I was losing...
Nurse Cha's Point of View
I watched the dark liquid at the center of the room. Just one more ingredient. Suddenly, a sound made my heart leap. A glowing incubator. This only meant one thing: someone matched the formula.
We ran to the incubator. It was Zein Shion.
"We did it!" Madame Violet cried with joy.
"Vitals are dropping!" someone announced. "Her heart rate's falling. Oxygen saturation is declining."
"Stabilize her!" Mr. Razon demanded. "Her life is in danger if we continue."
Madame Violet's gaze remained fixed on Zein. "Drain all her blood!" she cackled. "I don't care if it kills her."
I couldn't hold back. I rushed to the incubator and hit the stop button. I wouldn't let her die.
"Nurse Cha!"
A jolt of electricity struck my back. I grinned as the incubator opened, even as the headmistress slapped me.
"Lock that traitor up!" she screamed.
I smirked at her. "You don't know her. If I were you, I'd start hiding. He's coming, and he's bringing the end with him."
We hadn't even made it out when a massive explosion went off outside, shaking the entire building. I laughed to myself. The bloody ending has finally begun.