Awakening

Chapter 15- Com4000 and the Window

Chapter 15- Com4000 and the Window

The wires were put back into place. 

I didn't know what else to do but sit and look away, biting my lip at the feeling of cold hands and connections piercing my skin. There was nothing I could do but wait for it to be over. I shut my eyes and waited. 

Once Dr. Beck was done, a slim smile broke over her face. She got up, tapped a few numbers into the seemingly blaring, beeping machines, and left the room. She slipped out of the room as quickly as she came, quiet and serpentine, her white lab coat swishing behind her like waves in a white-tainted sea. The door shut, and I heard a click. I was locked in. 

A cold silence settled into the room. It was dim, windowless. The only thing that broke the silence were the sounds of those machines, which never ceased in their beeping. I guessed that was good, though, since one of them had to measure my heart rate. 

"So, this is how it is, huh?" I murmured to myself, taking on that habit of talking to myself once again. I collapsed onto the bed, jostling the wires that were newly connected to me. I tried to imagine what I looked like, loops of plastic and metal sticking out of every part of me and fluid flowing into my veins. I didn't know if they were having me take any kind of light anesthetic or other medical drugs, but I assumed that I wasn't supposed to know. If they were going to keep in the dark about everything except the things they could use to threaten me, so be it. See if I cared. See if I cared what else I cared about anymore. "Stop complaining, will you?" I told myself harshly, clenching my fists, "This isn't about feeling sorry for yourself. It's about escaping now." 

Escaping. I tried to think back to the few memories I had collected in the back of my mind of my past, searching for some sort of idea. Only memories of my mother, a few of my father, and glimpses of other things popped up. I scowled. 

I was on my own for this one. 

If I had known things were going to change so drastically over the course of only a few days, I would never had trusted Professor Levinata. But things had changed too quickly. So here I was, stuck on my own, and I had to do something about it.  

I carefully climbed out of bed, pushing back the wrinkled sheets. My hospital gown was longer than I expected, more like a dress that hung to my ankles. It trailed behind me. I padded a few feet, trying to make it to the wall before the length of the wires ran out. I barely made it, the tubes tugging at my skin uncomfortably before I pressed a hand to the wall, steadying myself. I felt a little shaky, and for a moment my head spun. I wondered for a second if that was some sort of drug, making me weaker like this, or if it was the fact that I had been sitting here for a long time.

I shook off the thoughts. Focus. I leaned against the wall, forcing the wooziness away when all of a sudden, I felt something click under my hand.  

"Open window?" Com4000 asked suddenly, causing me to nearly jump out of my skin. I glanced down at my hand, the dizziness cleared from my head when I realized that the wall underneath my hand was glowing. It modeled the shape of my hand, glowing green underneath my fingertips. I stared at it in wonder. "Open window?" the machine repeated, and I nodded before I realized it couldn't see me. 

"Open," I confirmed.  

The wall underneath my hand beeped. Above the glow, part of the wall shifted, sliding away to reveal a type of glass that was so clear, it didn't even look like it was there. It seemed as if a rectangular hole in the wall had suddenly appeared. I had to press my hand to the glass to make sure it was actually there, and it wasn't just empty space. It wasn't until my gaze actually settled before I realized what I was looking at.