Chemical Prisoner

Chemical prisoner

I sat in my chair in the corner of the room; it was a cold shiny metal chair. My hands and forehead were restrained even though they didn’t need to be. I had been walking home from school about a week ago when someone drugged and kidnapped me, and over the past week he had told me that what he was doing was for research. My body had been filled with so many strange new drugs my perception of reality had drastically changed, everything looked different now. I could sense when people were near, I could hear things nobody else could. My senses were heightened, and my brain was working much faster than it would.

I don’t know what the name of this drug he has been injecting me with is or what it is, but it’s almost a miracle. I say almost because… ever since my senses have been increasing, I am becoming more and more paralyzed. I don’t know why he even bothers restraining me anymore; my muscles don’t work at this point. I can’t scream, weep, or even eat by myself. I was basically a vegetable, but I could feel everything around me. It was torture. The man thought I had died at first, but I was still breathing. He had me hooked up to a brain wave monitoring machine so that he knew it was working.

“What a horrible side effect…” he taunted. I tried to turn my head to look at him but I was like a statue, cold, stone… barely even human. “My drug would have been perfect if it didn’t paralyze weak patients like you.” I felt a tear slip down my cheek; it was the only tear I had been able to shed. “This is why we do experiments.” All I could think about was standing up and flipping his stupid tray off of the small table to my right. It suddenly fell off the table scattering syringes and glass everywhere, this must have startled the man because he jumped and whipped around to look at what had caused all of the commotion.

 He was silent as he stared at the tray and instruments on the ground. “Impossible…” he whispered. He looked at me and started typing something into the computer that was monitoring my brain activity, I heard his typing slow down as he silently uttered a swear word to himself. His eyes turned to the glass on the ground and he picked up the tray. He put it back on the table but didn’t bother cleaning up everything. He looked at me and smiled, he was happy? He turned and ran up the stairs quickly and slammed the door behind him. He had an idea and I knew I wasn’t going to like it.

Now that I could use telekinesis to move things that’s the only thing I did, I practiced moving the tray, the glass, the table, anything I could get to. At first I could only move things slightly, without any precision to it at all. I started practicing moving things every day. Then I could move them farther and farther, I still wasn’t very accurate though. It took a few weeks before I could throw the tray into the wall on the opposite side of the room, then I started working on holding things in the air. Things got easier and easier seeing as the man was still dosing me with his “super drug”. Then I worked on moving things certain directions, and turning things in the air. 

I had mastered every aspect of this and the man had stopped giving me the drugs a week ago, to see what would happen. Nothing had changed except for the blackouts, every once in awhile it would feel like I was sleeping. When I woke up the room was in shambles, the computer was broken and I was out of my chair. But I soon found that after the blackouts I could move my fingers again. After months of being unable to move, I could tap on the arm of my cold metal chair. I kept moving my fingers and ran them along the smooth cool metal of my chair; I never thought I would appreciate having feeling in my fingers as much as I did.

I could levitate my chair and move myself around the room; I did this all day for the next few weeks while I came up with my plan. And I could now move most of my upper body, but I’m afraid my legs were completely useless. I would never walk again. My brain grew more and more with each day, my powers were getting stronger and I was getting smarter as well. I couldn’t wait to bust out of here, now that I look back on it I don’t know what was holding me back. Revenge maybe…

The man walked into the room, I held still as I watched him. He greeted me with a nod. I had kept my powers a secret from him, he was oblivious. He started humming some tune that I didn’t recognize, then he started talking to me I ignored him as I used my powers to untie my wrists from the chair, he had his back to me. I wanted to see his face, the pain in his eyes when I murdered him. I picked him up and turned his body towards me, he was surprises that I was making him levitate. “What is happening!?” I looked at him with an evil grin on my face. It was time to get even. “Well,” I started, “I wasn’t sure how this would go… I remembered what you said to me and thought ‘Well that’s what experiments are for, right?’ thanks for the great advice.” I squeezed his body harder and harder, he screamed in pain and begged for mercy. I had broken a few bones and heard each one snap when I stopped.” Do you remember when I begged like this? Begged you to stop the experiments when I could feel my muscles slowly stop working until all that was left was my brain and you continued? I remember every damn day you tortured me. And you smiled the whole time. I-“he cut me off, “The experiments saved you, look at you now! Don’t I deserve some mercy? I knew the whole time that it was making you better!” I looked at him angrily. “Don’t interrupt me, you worthless insect.” I squeezed him harder making him cough up blood, “Those experiments ruined me, and I will never walk again. I can never go back home to tell my mother I’m alright. Nobody will understand what’s happened.” I broke both of his legs and smiled when I heard his screams. “Goodbye, insect, you deserve every bit of pain you’re feeling. I’m glad I got to be the one to cause it.” With that I squeezed one last time making his brains explode out of his head.

I levitated my chair up the stairs; I took a deep breath as I went through his house to the front door. I opened it and smiled as I soaked in the sunlight, it’s been so long since I’ve been outside to breathe in the air and look at the sky. Now, the world is all mine. With my new powers I will rule this world, and I will kill anyone who dares get in my way. My eyes went dark and a malicious grin spread across my face, I would kill anyone who didn’t obey me. There would be monuments made of me and nobody would stop me.

Original work by P.H.