Secrets of the Night
The pair's plan went off without a hitch. They climbed up and through the building to the space they supposed was part of the FCF. When they began to delve down however, they came into contact with a sheet of metal, it wasn't thick, and Brenna thought it looked like sterling silver. She forced through it with a knife and could see a small circle of the room below.
"Increased hearing?" a man asked in a flat tone.
"Yes, I feel more alive than ever." Jason's voice confided.
"How's your appetite?"
"I'm constantly hungry, but it's different, it's like it burns not to eat."
Brenna looked around the room as much as she could through the hole and found Jason a bed beneath the window. A man stood beside Jason taking notes. Jason glanced up toward the hole, but didn't give away her location. The man continued taking notes and jotting things down.
"When may I go home? I've had a broken arm before, and the rest of me is right as rain." Jason said this loudly perhaps to ensure she hear it.
"We're still running tests on you. You shouldn't have been able to survive an attack in the state you were in. You've seen the pictures. You could be the person with the secrets of the universe locked inside. It sounds hokey to you I know, but look at it this way, someone's gotta have magical DNA right?" the man made light of it, but Jason's eyes reflected that he didn't believe a word of it. "I'm going to get you some dinner, fancy a steak?"
"Mmmm, definitely!" Jason said enthusiastically.
As soon as the man left, Jason crawled to the end of his bed, and looked at the hole. He smiled and waved and put his hands on his head and wagged his fingers. He didn't speak to her though and she wondered why. Finally he put a finger over his lips and pointed to another point in the room. His last gesture was to pinch his nose and wave his other hand in front of it the international "stinky" symbol.
"Do you smell that?" a man's voice asked, "I smell flowers."
Brenna saw Jason's eyes widen slightly. He wasn't the only one with heightened senses. "I don't smell anything."
"Smells like a girl to me. I could handle a girl about now ya know?" the man's gravely voice laughed at his testosterone driven joke. Brenna didn't get it.
"They won't let a girl near us, they think we are wolves." Jason said. "Werewolves I heard one of the doctors say lycanthropy and he was serious."
"Well I'll be," the other man said.
Brenna heard a grating sound like gears kicking into place. She looked around and saw something else come through the wall. Apparently she wasn't the only one that wanted in tonight, and someone else had taken the straight up two stories approach. She looked as a swarm of muscular men came in.
"Well, I'll be," the other patient said again. "Come to rescue me after all."
When he moved toward the wall of windows she could see he was a big burly man with a scraggly beard. "Let's go kid," one of the intruders ordered Jason. He looked at the hole in the wall for a moment deciding if he should stay or go. "If you stay you'll never see another moon."
Brenna watched Jason choose to leave with them while he had the chance. She watched his back disappear from the window ledge. There wasn't a scream when he hit the ground. She assumed they had set up a fireman's net. Brenna shimmied back out of the ducts wondering what she had learned and how to interpret it.
"Increased hearing?" a man asked in a flat tone.
"Yes, I feel more alive than ever." Jason's voice confided.
"How's your appetite?"
"I'm constantly hungry, but it's different, it's like it burns not to eat."
Brenna looked around the room as much as she could through the hole and found Jason a bed beneath the window. A man stood beside Jason taking notes. Jason glanced up toward the hole, but didn't give away her location. The man continued taking notes and jotting things down.
"When may I go home? I've had a broken arm before, and the rest of me is right as rain." Jason said this loudly perhaps to ensure she hear it.
"We're still running tests on you. You shouldn't have been able to survive an attack in the state you were in. You've seen the pictures. You could be the person with the secrets of the universe locked inside. It sounds hokey to you I know, but look at it this way, someone's gotta have magical DNA right?" the man made light of it, but Jason's eyes reflected that he didn't believe a word of it. "I'm going to get you some dinner, fancy a steak?"
"Mmmm, definitely!" Jason said enthusiastically.
As soon as the man left, Jason crawled to the end of his bed, and looked at the hole. He smiled and waved and put his hands on his head and wagged his fingers. He didn't speak to her though and she wondered why. Finally he put a finger over his lips and pointed to another point in the room. His last gesture was to pinch his nose and wave his other hand in front of it the international "stinky" symbol.
"Do you smell that?" a man's voice asked, "I smell flowers."
Brenna saw Jason's eyes widen slightly. He wasn't the only one with heightened senses. "I don't smell anything."
"Smells like a girl to me. I could handle a girl about now ya know?" the man's gravely voice laughed at his testosterone driven joke. Brenna didn't get it.
"They won't let a girl near us, they think we are wolves." Jason said. "Werewolves I heard one of the doctors say lycanthropy and he was serious."
"Well I'll be," the other man said.
Brenna heard a grating sound like gears kicking into place. She looked around and saw something else come through the wall. Apparently she wasn't the only one that wanted in tonight, and someone else had taken the straight up two stories approach. She looked as a swarm of muscular men came in.
"Well, I'll be," the other patient said again. "Come to rescue me after all."
When he moved toward the wall of windows she could see he was a big burly man with a scraggly beard. "Let's go kid," one of the intruders ordered Jason. He looked at the hole in the wall for a moment deciding if he should stay or go. "If you stay you'll never see another moon."
Brenna watched Jason choose to leave with them while he had the chance. She watched his back disappear from the window ledge. There wasn't a scream when he hit the ground. She assumed they had set up a fireman's net. Brenna shimmied back out of the ducts wondering what she had learned and how to interpret it.