Experiment 0381

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Chapter One

My eyes snap open and I jump up into the air landing in a crouch at the front of my living area. I feel a rush of pleasure rush through my head in a throb. Dr. James says this is a head rush.

I glance at my living area, that I have indeed lived in for about 16 years. I have a cushion 6ft tall and 4ft wide, I think Dr. James called it a mattress. I also have a small table in the corner of my living area. I have a hair brush on the desk. I go to the hair brush and pull it through my hair. I feel the pleasure of my hair coming out of my skull as well, and sigh to myself. I walk out of the open doorway, it lacks a door, and walk out of my personal living area.

"Hello, Experiment 0381, how are you?" Dr .James asks me as we see each other in the hall.

"Hello, Dr.James, I am doing well. I am just headed to Test 1." I tell her with a grin.

"That is very good!" She praises me. She wears a long white thing.

"What are you wearing? I mean what is it called?" I amend myself.

"Lab Coat, a white Lab coat and these," She touches a circle attached to her coat, "Are buttons."

"I am not wearing a Lab coat." I mumble and look at my own body clothed in a light white gown.

"Does that bother you? Do you want some clothes? Clothes are things like this coat, there are tops and there are pants..." She answers my question before I can ask it.

"Will you tell me all about this in Test 3?" I ask hopefully.

"Yes I will. I will see you then Experiment 0381." She promises as I walk down the hall to a door labeled Test 1: Experience and I open the door and walk in to see another doctor, this one male, Dr.James told me all about the difference between Male and Female. I am Female and Dr. Murphy is male. I smile at Dr. Murphy and he gives me a calculating glance and writes notes on his clipboard.

"How was your rest?" Dr. Murphy asks. I sit in a chair directly across from him.

"Very good I was resting a full 8 and a half hours, Dr. Murphy." I respond immediately and honestly.

"Did you feel or see anything unusual?" Dr. Murphy asks, his black eyes are glittering, his black hair shuffling as he whips his head up to look at me when I take too long to answer. I smile.

"No, Dr. Murphy, I didn't." I respond in a drawl. I don't like this Test it's so boring, and Dr. Murphy never lets me ask him questions.

"Do you remember in Test 3, when you learned about Earth?" He questions me locking his eyes with my own.

"Yes of course!" I tell him excitingly.

"Well, you have to go there soon." He says and my eyes widen in shock.

"What? What are you talking about?" I question as I see the signs of his anger. I have known him ever since I could start testing.

I feel a rush of pleasure course through my body and look down to see that Dr. Murphy has cut my skin open. I shiver in delight as I feel the familiar throb of the wound.

"In America," he starts and I remember Dr. James telling me about the American Government. "Every person feels pain."

"Pain?" I ask about the foreign word with furrowed brows.

"The pleasure you feel is meant to be processed as pain. Pain is physical suffering or discomfort caused by illness or injury." He explains as I become more puzzled.

"Why do I feel pleasure instead?"

"Your brain has processed the pain and recognized it as pleasure. You need to act like you feel pain." He orders me.