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The girl was emotionally crushed. She felt a heavy wait on her chest.
~'I should have known better!'~
She thought with her eyes full of water.
~'I'm so stupid! W-why?! Why?! Why?! Am I so naive...?'~
She asked hopelessly.
~'I should have known... he would... not care... 'they' never did. All of them... '~
~'Gabe'... I thought you were different...'~
Her sadness turned into anger and her heart instantly boiled in revenge.
~'Oh, that little son of a-'~
-Clank!-
"So let's talk," Gilly demanded as the sound of his chair hitting the floor startled the girl.
~'Gilly...'~ Gabe thought in irritation as he watched in another room behind one-way glass.
He couldn't even finish his thought process for something deeply hurt his heart.
"Okay..." The girl tucked her head closer to her chest out of fear.
"We'll start simple, what's your name?"
The girl shrugged, she truly didn't know. It was part of the event that had taken place in the woods when she met Gabe and his friends.
"Oh, so, it just happened to slip your mind?" Gilly mocked in an aggravating manner.
"Well... u-um?"
"Okay well, which one?" Gilly demanded harshly, "You know, or you don't."
"R-" she stopped and her eyebrows flared in confusion. Fear and grief smacked her hard in the face as she quickly shut up.
"'R'...? What?"
The girl looked back up and flared her eyebrows.
"Just 'r'? Really?" Gilly questioned leaning forward.
In fear, she leaned further back in her chair, and in response, she simply shrugged.
He then leaned back in his chair. "What did you forget or something?" he asked with no care in his attitude.
She shook her head 'yes' and looked back down.
"We can get that arranged." He continued. "So do you know those men chasing you that night?"
The girl didn't want to talk. She didn't want to move. Or even breathe in that case. She didn't want to be there.
In that room.
Locked in confinement.
It brought back 'too' many memories.
Too many pains...
She just wanted to curl up in the corner till it all went away. But she couldn't move. The girl had to answer the questions.
Questions she didn't even have the answers to. That's how 'lost' she was... That's how 'confused', she was.
But Gilly is a persistent individual. She knows he wouldn't let her off the hook. She would have to give him what he wants. Answers.
Something she's never had in her grasp. Which she yearned so desperately for.
The girl knew she couldn't do anything about it. She was going to tell them. Not all of it, just enough to get by.
"They were... were s- sent to get me... I think..." she hesitated.
"Who sent them?"
She contemplated even harder in the next question. She couldn't remember much because well... She just can't remember.
She could partially recall the first word of the organization that sent them. 'World'.
Other than that, everything else was lost. But she knew the abbreviation for this group.
"W-" she paused -actually saying the letter not pronouncing it-.
"WW-" she hesitated in anxiety, not wanting to speak their name.
"WWIDI..." she forced her voice to work. But that time, she said it as a word, 'widy'.
A gasp was heard from a few people on the other side of the glass.
~'How would they know them?'~ She thought. ~Marly did say something about them, about me working for them... So RGST and WWIDI must know each other...'~
Her eyes popped open in realizations. She re-thought her last statement.
~'They must know each other?? If they do then that's terrible!'~ tears quickly came to her eyes but she didn't want to cry. She didn't want to show weakness. So she did what she always did to stop crying, she pushed her tongue to the roof of her mouth and breathed in a big breath through her nose.
"Why were they coming after you?" Gilly inquired persistently.
She held her frightened composer and followed along. "I- well I took something." She clarified. "That be- belonged to an old friend."
"And who's that?"
The girl swallowed the lump in her throat and replied. "H-her," she squeezed together her lips bitterly and flared her eyebrows.
She shut her eyes just for a split second as another memory tried to crawl in. "Her f-father... works for WWIDI."
An even louder gasp was let out.
Surprisingly, Gilly kept his next remark to himself while he speculated very intensely.
"What did they want with you before you left."
The girl seized a deep breath and glanced down so she wouldn't face Gilly.
Resentment and sorrow rolled up as memories came back, and she looked like her body froze over.
Her breath acted as if it was getting sliced in half as she desperately urged her tears to stay up. Her chest quickly pumped up and down in a concerning way.
"Um, hello?" Gilly interrupted.
"S-sorry, um." Ryela strumbled, toiling to get her words out.
That's when she started rocking herself back a forth. She grasped the back of her arms like a small hug, just closing herself in for security.
She looked down at the inside of her elbows were several bruises and memories lied.
Gritting her teeth and tightening her jaw, she shook her head violently but unnoticeable to get the pain out.
She soon replied with her voice cracking, "T-They needed me..." her voice went completely dry.
Those last words were barely even audible. But she let out a small gag and continued.
"...for a project."
"What project?" Gilly, being cold hearted and uncaring,
"I-"
" I can't say..." her raspy voice stopped talking while it sounded like her vocal cords shattered.
Her head thumped in harmony with her beating heart, creating a dreadfully, painful musical.
She slowly began to shift in her seat, readying her stance to leave.
"No, we're not finished. So please continued." Gilly sneered as he readied his pen into his hand.
She kept shaking her head and she grabbed herself even tighter. Her head dropped low and with it, her hair fell beside her face blocking the tears that kept falling. Her face winced and she gritted her teeth even more.
"I- c...can't... it- it hurts..."
"Well, you better start talking before things get ugly." Gilly barked slamming his hand on the cold metal table. "'Cause I don't have all the time in the damn world now do I? So cough it up."
Gilly, patience thinning, growled in his deep voice, "We need answers, and we will get them one way... or another."
The girl flinched at his comment.
She was completely lost. Her mind twisted with different variables and conclusions.
If she didn't give them answers then they would have to take action. Painful action.
But if she did give them answers, 'he' would hurt her for it. The questions they ask are classified information that she is forbidden to tell. If she even breathed a single word, punishment would be made...
And she didn't know which was worse.
If she gave them an answer she could avoid the pain. But would most likely be taken away and shoved into a small guarded room for security.
~For what man can't understand, they fear.~
~And what they fear, they destroy.~
Which requires drastic measure, like solitary confinement, must be taken in order to keep the peace. And this girl...was the opposite of peace.
That idea scared her. Alone. With her thoughts. Every second going crazy while her mind tears her apart from the inside out. Just desperately clinging onto the sanity that she barely even possessed.
It 'scared' her.
Not the room, not anything.
She was terrified of being alone because that meant she was alone with her mind. And her mind was her 'real' enemy. It's what 'really' tortures her.
That's how people control her.
So she couldn't tell them. She couldn't be imprisoned. She wouldn't be able to live.
But the girl began to think about one memory. So much guilt erupted her mind, and suddenly, the idea of imprisonment didn't seem so bad. Because it would stop future regret and horror.
It would keep the peace.
So she fought herself to open her mouth and speak.
"A l- lab.... pr- pro-"
"You're going to have to speak up." Gilly lashed out making the girl tense.
She couldn't keep it in.
She harshly pulled her head up, "A lab rat! O-okay?" Her face was stained with tears, her eyes shot red. "s-science experiment, o-or project, labrat... it's all the same thing..." she muttered, wanting the horrors to stop singing.
She grabbed her ears in pain not wanting to hear those words.
'Science experiment'.
She pulled her legs up to her chest and rested her feet on the edge of the metal chair. She winced once her feet felt the cold of the chair, but she did not care. She just hugged her legs and began to hyperventilate.
Gilly watched as this girl began to panic and slowly losing her sanity. She rapidly ran her hands through her loose hair while she shook her head violently wanting the terrors in her mind to stop. She grasped the hair falling between her knuckles and squeezed it tightly.
In between breaths, she huffed out, "O-Oh, n-no...." Her voice cracked too much to even make clear the words.
Gilly looked worried, 'What the hell..?' but continued to complete the interrogation.
"So you have certain... abilities?" he questioned getting tense. Three other guards began to enter the room in reaction of the girls uncooperative attitude. Their hands were fastened on their hip where their stun guns are.
Gilly nodded at them as reassurance that the situation was okay.
The girl didn't respond. She just kept muttering things to herself and slightly rocking back and forth.
"I asked a question! So in response, you answer."
"Um, I'm n- not sure." The child choked out, her eyes still locked on the floor in front of her. She took a tighter hold of her legs when the guards got closer.
"You're not sure? How are you not sure?!"
She gave a quivering shrug and tucked her heads between her knees.
"You better not be lying. But I guess we will have to get you to talk another way then."
He nodded at the guards behind him and in response, they came closer to grab the girl.
At this point, tears are flooding her cheeks.
She scrambled from her seating arrangement and tried to run, but was instantly stopped by a tight grasp around the girl's waist. Then several guards came over and took hold of her arms.
The girl started kicking, screaming, and punching the guards to get free. So they stuck a tranquilizer dart in her neck, but all it did was make her dizzy.
"Tranq her before she hurts somebody!" Gilly yelled over the men that struggled to contain the girl.
"We did, sir! But it doesn't seem to be working, " one of the guards exclaimed in response.
"Then taze her!"
"Yes, sir."
They pulled out there tasers, but right before they could use them an older woman, looking around the age of fifty, flung open the door.
"Stop it! Stop it right now!"
The strong voice rang throughout the room making everyone pause.
The girl fell flat to the ground, motionless.
"MaryAnn?!" Gilly argued, "Step out of the way, she's a threat."
"How do you know that? Just because she is 'different' doesn't mean that." MaryAnn argued. "And you can't just go terrorizing this little girl for answers she probably doesn't even know."
"First off, it 'does' mean that, and second off, this is business, Ms. MaryAnn."
"So what your saying is, all the kids here that we saved are a threat to you and the RGST, huh?"
The girl wearily pulled her head up in surprise.
The guards gripped her arms and forcefully yanked her up and made her stand.
"W- wait," the girl questioned as her legs got weak.
"Yes." MaryAnn answered the question on her mind.
"Th-there's... what?" She looked down in surprise, but that soon turned into relief. 'This is... woah... There's more like me.'
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