Experiment 001 accounts

When I woke up today, there was a skinny-ish cat thing looking at me. It seemed to be grinning somewhere behind its mane. 

'So, this is the one?' It said. I don't know who it was talking to, but I figured there must have been someone standing behind me. 

'Yeah,' a voice responded. 'Take your time with him.' 

At first I thought that this feline was going to save me. He seemed too small to be able to hurt me and I thought, maybe, he was here to talk. He said, 'It's going to be okay'. I relaxed a little after that. 

However, his eyes seemed to focus and I heard a loud crack. I immediately screamed in agony. Somehow he had broken my arm just by looking at it funny. He looked at my leg and I tried to squirm away, but I had restraints on and I couldn't move.

Another snap and I yelped. 

I pleaded for him to stop.  

He asked for someone to come and put a 'muzzle' on me. But no-one ever came. 

Just after he finished popping all of my fingers from their sockets I passed out. The last thing I saw was his large, reddish eyes and that grin spread on his jaws. 

I have just woken up. My bones have healed, but I'm too weak to try and stand. I can hear someone coming-- I have to go. 

I drowned today. 

I don't quite understand how I did because I wasn't surrounded by water. But all of a sudden I couldn't breathe and I was choking and my lungs became heavy. Before I blacked out I thought that I was dying. But after this I woke up. Someone in the room said, 'I can't keep doing this. It takes a lot out of me, you know'. 

'Just one more time', a different voice added. 

Then I got really, really hot. I could feel my insides all burning and my skin began to cripple and my fur singe. It's quite difficult to explain pain. But someone told me to make sure that I included details. So I'll say this; in that moment I begged for them to kill me. I did pass out soon, but I think it was from the pain because I woke up again. These people aren't kind enough to kill me. 

They were all discussing things today. I don't remember a lot of it because one of them thought it would be funny to throw something at my skull and make me pass out again.

I remember the big guy. He said, "How do I stop zero-zero-one from feinting every time? He's so weak we can hardly learn anything." 

"We could give him the serum." 

"What does it do?" 

I can't remember anything after this. 

There's not any daylight in here so I can't count the days. It's been a long time though, I think. 

I have dreams about my pack rescuing me. I have dreams about my mother and my father and, sometimes, my siblings. I wonder how they are and if they're thinking of me. 

And another thing: I'm getting really hungry. They haven't been feeding me a lot. They eat in front of me on most days. When they're finished they throw me the scraps and I've been living off them. 

I don't think this will sustain me for long. I can feel my ribs every time I breathe. 

I think they noticed that I was starving, because they've been offering me this red type of meat. The big guy came in this morning and threw me some. He said, 'Eat this. It belonged to your mother'. He laughed a little after that, but I didn't understand what was funny. 

At the time I was so hungry I didn't think twice about what he had said. I ate it as soon as it hit the floor with a loud thud. It didn't look odd. It just tasted really, really off. 

I've just been sick. The big guy gave me more of it to eat, but I refused. I would rather die of starvation than eat that rubbish. 

He said, 'You better eat or we'll force you to eat it'. I don't care. I've never heard of elementals that can force-feed others. 

They gave me an injection today. It was a sort of red colour. They stabbed it right through my arm at first before they actually gave it to me. I couldn't tell whether or not it was an accident. 

Probably not, though, because they laughed. 

I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I'm pacing my room and I can't sleep. I like sleep; it gives me rest and dreams. But I can't sleep. I've been awake for hours now. I think it might have been that injection they gave me. I want to sleep but I can't. I'm so tired. But I can't sleep. 

 

They gave me some more of that meat today. There's a huge pile of it in this room and its got flies all around it. It smells offish and makes me feel sick. They smeared it over my mouth and said, 'Eat it'. When i refused they pulled on my lips and tried to force my jaw open, but I refused. They got a saw and threatened to hack my muzzle off. 

But I suddenly felt really, really tired and weak and I blacked out. I'm in the room now and the Big Guy is beyond the wall. I can hear him and I tremble when its his turn to speak. 

'Should we give him the serum?' He asked 

'No,' another voice said. 'Wait. The serum won't do no good if he's got no energy to begin with.' 

'But he won't eat'. 

'Wait.' 

I'm tired now, though, and I want to wait and see what happens. But I think I better sleep. 

Sleep brings me dreams. I don't want to wake up. 

When I woke up my mouth was held open by some sort of mechanism. It was made of metal and rubber, and stopped me from opening or closing my mouth. 

The guy who killed my mother appeared in front of me. He was an ugly, oldish kind of cat and always seemed to be grinning. I don't know what he was so happy about. 

He didn't say anything. He just laughed. Then these vines appeared and they grabbed some of that red meat from the corner and forced it down my throat. I heaved and choked and tried to stop him but I couldn't. I couldn't move. I felt his vines reach inside of my mouth and push the meat down. When it was in my stomach, I felt the vines recede. 

After this they removed the mechanism and then taped my mouth shut. The Big Guy was there, always watching in the corner. 

A while later I was sick. But the sick just filled in my mouth and burned my throat and I had to swallow it again before it suffocated me. Then I was sick and sick and sick again. 

Eventually I stopped being sick. I always feel sick now, though. 

 

They've been giving me a lot of those red injections lately. When I said I didn't like them they tore my arm off. 

I was crying and I wished for death, but it never came. So I wished to black out again, instead. That never came either. 

The bleeding stopped relatively quickly. I'm only able to write to you now because my arm grew back. I would've said an Elemental grew it back but I'm the only one in here. 

I think it's that red injection. 

I got really, really hungry today so I ate some more of that red meat. I felt sick soon afterwards. 

It's not normal food, it's not normal food. I think when The Big Guy said it was my mothers I misinterpreted it at first. I think this meat is literally hers. 

The thought makes me cry and moan. I bite into myself because I hate myself for giving into hunger. But this only makes me more hungry. 

I eat some more of the meat until there's none left. 

The Big Guy asked me what my name was. I said, 'Akeno Kansuke'. 

He said, 'No. Try again.' 

I said, 'Akeno Kansuke sir'. 

He asked me to try again. 

I was confused after the fourth or fifth attempt and he just stared at me with stern eyes. I remained silent for a while and he grabbed and twisted and snapped my tail. 

'It's zero-zero-one', he said. That isn't even a name, I thought. 

Apparently The Big Guy is a mind reader because he got really cross and stabbed me with a red injection again. He didn't actually give me any. Just punctured it through my paw. 

'Zero-zero-one' I repeated, but I couldn't help it. My mind still said Akeno Kansuke. 

He stabbed me again. 

'Zero-zero-one' I repeated, but thought, Akeno Kansuke, Akeno Kansuke, Akeno Kansuke. 

I'm trying to count how many puncture wounds I have. But they've all healed so I can't. I have around twelve fresh ones, though. 

Pretty soon I learnt how to shut my thoughts up. It's a very hard thing to do. 

'What's your name?' 

'My name is zero-zero-one'. My thoughts were empty. 

'Say it again'. 

I said it again. And again and again and again. Pretty soon I began believing that my name was 001. 

I don't think anymore. 

I can hear footsteps. 

My name is 001. 

My name is 001 

My name is 001. 

I lunged at one of them today. I don't know why. I was just really hungry. What surprised me was how successful I was. I'm really quick. Maybe it's where I don't sleep anymore. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I try to dream in my thoughts but I can't think anymore. If I think then they'll hurt me. 

I've got a muzzle on me, now. 

I've decided I want to kill them. I want to kill them. They need to die. I need to get out. I can't do this anymore. 

The Big Guy throws a dead body at me today and I want to puke. It's a body of a pup. I want to eat it, which is weird. But I can't. It's not right. 

I wouldn't mind eating The Big Guy, though. He deserves it. 

When I imagine myself eating him he comes in and snaps my spine. 

I've cried too much already so I just laugh instead. I laughed. It's funny. He's the one panicing now, wondering why I'm not crying. He breaks and breaks and breaks my bones. I just laugh. He begins to worry. 

Why is he worrying, I think. He's not the one feeling pain. 

This is the first time I've seen him exhibit weakness. 

They're watching me. They're going to find me and you and they'll kill me. No, no-- I can't die. I've died already. I've died over ten times now. They won't kill me. I don't feel pain, I just feel stuck. I'm numb and I find it difficuilt to move. Sometimes I can't breathe.  

What am I thinking? I can't think. 

Got to get out, got to get out. 

This muzzle on me it stinks and it hurts and I can't remove it. Someone save me. 

 

I want to get out, get out, get out get out get out get out. 

Help. I can't escape. 

I've just killed someone. 

They put him in here. He was an Elemental. He faded into and out of the shadows. He didn't hurt me. 

I grabbed him and killed him. I didn't eat him. Elementals stink. They're bad and taste repulsive. All of them. 

Where did that pup go from the corner, I wonder. 

Why am I no longer hungry, I think. 

I know why. I won't state it here though. Do you know? Probably. Please don't let them read you. They'll find out my thoughts. But I'm not allowed to think. 

What is their weakness. How do I destroy them. 

I have to find out. I have to. They can't be allowed to hurt others. No. 

What is their weakness. What if they cannot die. 

Do they even feel love? 

They are all the same. That one who I killed earlier; he was only a puppet. He wanted me to kill him. Wanted me to become a murderer. 

I'm not a murderer. They are. 

help help

theyre hurting me and twisting me and pulling me apart

help. they'll come and do it again

I can hear them coming theyre coming-- 

help.