"LIES!" I screamed at the top of my voice. Without a doubt, the captors would have heard me and would be coming soon to check on me. That is what happens when noise is made. They visited me a lot when I was just captured, so stupid and naïve.
"The captor said that all that was needed to conquer once Racial Desire was a little self-control."
"Hahahaha."
"Stop laughing!" I shouted once more.
"Shut up, you idiot!" he roared in anger.
"If it was so easy to conquer, why haven't the HUMAS conquered theirs?" Those words hit straight home, but he didn't stop.
"If so, why is it that I had never heard of Racial Desire until I got captured? Me, a member of the weak race. There was no way my entire race didn't know and still don't for sure. How could you?"
"What he is saying is correct," a voice said.
I recognized it, but when I looked at the creature that was lecturing me to see if he knew when the captor arrived. But the clear shock in his eyes told me all I needed to know.
"Only members of the strongest race category and above know of Racial Desires, well except for us, the HUMAS race, and who we choose to share it with – you, the special subjects."
"For your intelligence subject, IQ120, we have decided to reward you… with more information."
'How?' IQ120 thought. It was common knowledge among the races that the HUMAS weren't that powerful or stealthy. I am a member of the Jakal race; we never let our guard down. Well, maybe not never, or I should have noticed him.
'Have I gotten less cautious?'
"Yes, you have. You may not realize, but sitting around all day and night doing nothing tends to dull the mind," the captor said, facing the creature I now know as IQ120. But his mouth wasn't open, so I am guessing he read the summary of his thoughts.
"That aside, MI123, you have failed terribly on such a simple test. You should question things more and have a little trust in your own brain. If you had, you would have seen how big of a feat what you accomplished was."