Do you know what the definition of insanity is? Insanity is doing the same fucking thing over and over again expecting shit to change.
It's like a recurring nightmare over and over again: eat, sleep, test, repeat. But, it's more than that, imagine if you can, a dream where in which you can never wake up, no matter hard you try. No matter how hard you pinch yourself. Although there was a sense of routine the tests performed were different every time. Aimee would rise, in what she assumed was the morning. Some days it would be injections followed by intense mental challenges, or high-intensity training that she could never keep up the pace with, and on special occasions, she would be asked to do her 'thing.' Where they would force her into a room with what appeared to be a tennis auto-pitcher. It would fire objects at her, and she was required to block them with her 'hard light' ability, each time the objects came faster or with a greater mass Until Aimee could no longer sustain her shield and hit her often knocking her unconscious. Each time the test took place, it would be under different conditions little oxygen, extreme pressure, sometimes intoxicated each time she would just wake up the next day to repeat it over again.
It's impossible to evaluate time when you repeat the same cycle continuously. As per Aimee was woken up by artificial lighting, but today something was different there was no stomping of boots or the usual screaming as they dragged Aimee away. She was surprised she almost felt as if there was a void within herself. Aimee got up quickly inspecting her surroundings she quickly got dressed in her usual clothing of the orange jumpsuit, at least they had given her some clothes to wear. She examined her room it was her usual a plexiglass container, but the scenery was different, and she couldn't quite tell what it was. Aimee sat on her bed thinking that this was just on of the facilities experiments. She did what she often did when she was bored. Aimee formed a ball of light and threw it against the door. But instead of rebounding as it normally did as the ball impacted the door was pushed open. Aimee lost focus and the ball dissipated. She looked out into the hallway in shock. In front of her lay Hallway T, that Aimee had named "Torment"
She preferred not to think of what horrors had occurred within its walls the scars and bruises were an ample reminder. That's when it hit her; The camera stationed outside the door to her cell looked dead, it had been shut down. She could only think of one thing; 'has it finally happened?' Did Aimee finally have a chance to escape the hell hole that was facility 41? Finally, something was going to change the cycle.
Aimee walked through the door and looked at the camera. She examined it, the motor no longer supported the camera head, but it seemed that the motion sensors were still functioning. "oh crap" she thought to herself. Aimee quickly ducked to save herself from the impending darts. She looked around into the empty cells around her the guards had relocated them into to other sections of the facility. Aimee had to be silent, trying to stay hidden hoping to have some look in finding a map of some sort that Aimee could use to get out. She wandered for what seemed like ages, trying to avoid patrols. Aimee was successful until all of a sudden the alarm blurted out. "aww fuck" Aimee exclaimed. She had a look where she was, she had made it down to floor 4 and was in hallway J, the loudspeaker lit up "Security! Hallway G, level 4! Escape attempt! Get down there!". Aimee wiped the sweat from her forehead; she was in the clear someone had made the perfect distraction. Or so she thought. Just as the speaker finished, three guards armed with dart rifles burst round the corner both parties were taken by surprise. Aimee backed up while the security force of three raised their Dart Guns, Their squad leader spoke up "Don't move number 21"
Aimee continued backing up. The chief of the team made the signal, and the three unloaded their magazines of darts into her direction. Aimee had just enough time to form a shield to protect herself, as she did the trickle of blood started to fall from her nose, as they reloaded Aimee made her escape, collapsing her shield.
She made it around the corner hoping to have lost the security force and encountered a standoff between another subject and a scientist. She was breathing heavily she had been running for a good few minutes to try and lose the guards chasing her. She knew she had to intervene. If the scientist had a real gun and not a dart gun, it would just smash through her shield knock Aimee out and kill the kid. Aimee had to think fast. She thought back to an old game she used to play; Aimee had enough strength to create a length of wire, Aimee had never done it before only ever doing it in the game, but she was going to garrote this scientist. Trying to smooth her breathing, she formed the wire and sneaked up behind the scientist, Aimee was only just tall enough to wrap the wire around the guard's neck, she then quickly pulled it tight. It didn't take long him for him to go limp. Aimee dissipated the wire, "Haha! I'm not going to lie, buddy, I didn't think that would work! I've only ever seen it in games"
she said turning to the boy standing across from her. Aimee kicked the gun away from her, she hated the things. She didn't give the kid time to reply before she spoke again; "My name is Aimee Combs, and I suggest that you and I should probably skedaddle. I don't suppose you have any idea of the structure of this place do you?"
she was back in her element, again.@Conscripts