The voice giving instructions was the only thing he had to hang on to. He re-listened to the iPod over and over the first few days. Trying to get some kind of handle on the situation. Was the any memory of having volunteered for this? Is it even possible he would have? He was quite sure he wouldn’t, unless ordered to. Ash was a go and do person, not a lab rat. But maybe this was the type of person they needed… on and on he thought in circles for those first few days. Now, by day 10, he was over it. Now he would just keep his strength in top shape and get ready for his break out. Sooner or later they would have to open a door, or make a move. He couldn’t stay here forever. Could he?
What was that? There was movement. Just a shadow really. But even a shadow was new in this room.
“Ash… AAAsssshhhhh…” The sound was like a whisper on the wind. Carried from far away. Not near.
What… Who… Nothing. He stood and looked around the room. For several moments he stood still. Barely breathing. Was this a trick. Were they messing with him through the loud speakers? After an eternity he finally assumed he must have been dozing into a dream. Still… that voice sounded familiar. Who was that?
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