Experiment 133114

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Summary

An experiment of 639 years. All to create a being who lives of oxygen. What happens during these harsh years?

Genre:
Scifi / Mystery
Author:
KneeltoGreen
Status:
Complete
Chapters:
1
Rating:
n/a
Age Rating:
16+

To Whom it May Concern...

To whom it may concern,

Experiment Oxi began over 500 years ago and I am the only result. The year is 2652 and I am the final product for now. White Masks told me this. They told me to write down everything. Since the year 2016 I have died over 100 times but I have always been reborn. It is not inhumane, my late mother agreed to this before she died. Although, I suppose the agreement is dated as it was done in the year 2015, a year before the experiment began. You may ask why but according to the laws, anyone under the age of 21 or 18, I can’t remember which, has no say but on the other hand, I do not exist anymore, I am lawfully dead. I have no name but White Masks call me ‘Bella’ due to my experiment code ‘133114’. If you don’t understand it, neither do I.

My usual age is 15 and I am about to be harvested for the last time. Normally, I would only live until 15. Normally, I would only know 4 rooms. My room, the tubes room, the office room and the room of dark. My room is my space. It is decorated with over 500 years of mementos of my life. Or partial lives depending how you look at it. The White Masks have never removed anything from the room bar food, rotten items and items which I have asked to be removed. The Tubes room is the room I was always born in. I was born in the tube with raised oxygen levels. According to the pictures and the White Masks, I used to be peach then red then purple then the colour I am now, white with tinges of light pink. I still had the same appearance I had all those years ago if you ignore my adaptations. Black hair, blue eyes, tall with freckles. After all, I was the same DNA.

My whole purpose was to become this inhumane person. My adaptions included an overlarge nose and mouth, my ears shrunk and my eyes became bigger but thinner. I didn’t look human but I needed it to live. You see, I now live on air, well. I live on the oxygen in the air. I live on the oxygen in the water. I also live in my Soup. My soup has been carefully made to make sure I get the vitamins I need. The liquids in it have been infused with oxygen so I can live.

The day of September 16th 2652 was the day I was released from the laboratory for the first time. I was going to be given for a smaller nose and wider eyes and an apartment with a make-up specialist. They put me through basic education and higher degrees in English Language and all three Sciences from an early age. They told me from the beginning of this life that it would be different from the rest and to start sorting out my past lives. The White Masks were going to see how I can live on my own which simultaneously being put up for adoption. The experiment in the experiment went well and I had a mother for the first time in over 500 years.

She was an elderly woman in her mid-forties with strands of graying hair. Her excuse for adopting me was that she was getting too old to look after the smaller children and was looking for a teen. She accepted all agreements, as strange as they were. She was a kind woman, I loved her and she loved me without my mask of make-up. She taught me life lessons and how to behave in society. She helped me through depression when nobody else could because they didn’t know me. Nobody knew me except for her and the White Masks. She learned to make my Soup. She made the house colourful and bright, removing all semblance of white from it. There wasn’t a single place you could look without being blinded by colours but I didn’t mind. This was home, she was home. I loved her and she loved me.

As I grew, I aged faster due to the oxygen in my blood so by the time she was 60, I looked 40, 10 years older than I should have been. She noticed this one day and told me words I always remember.

‘My child, you’re growing so fast. Please do good in this world. Make sure no child is left behind or forgotten.’

I listened to her and I did just that. I adopted an abandoned child named Lucy. She had soft brown hair and dark blue, almost black eyes. I never told her of my past and I never will. Lucy was pure and innocent and natural, unlike me. I had seen the horrors of the world. Deep down, I both loved and hated those White Masks. They gave me life over and over again, but at the same time, they took it away over and over again. I was never given any names of those people and probably never will and it is the only regret I shall have in this lifetime.

Lucy grew older and on her 15th birthday, we celebrated like tomorrow was the end because in my mind, it was. It was a habit I don’t know how I developed but I did. I learned to cook especially for her, so she could eat. I learned to bake so on that birthday, she had the best cake she could possibly want. Lucy loved me and I loved her. Lucy will be 23 this year and by the end of this year I will be dead.

Legally, I am 60, like my mother when she told me those words. Physically, I am around the late 80s mark, the same as my mother when she died. Today I shall visit her grave, leave flowers and say goodbye. Due to my birth, the oxygen is slowly burning my skin, making it peel. I haven’t seen Lucy in 2 years due to my choice. She went to Uni, I disappeared. I hired someone to fake my death to her. My grave is next to my mothers. I know it seems cruel but I didn’t want her to see me this way. She is a beautiful young woman with amazing friends. She is very kind and open-minded. I will miss her. I do miss her.

I wrote you this because I wanted you to know. I wanted somebody to know who was still alive. I want you to find those White Masks and bring them to justice for what they did to me. Please do this and I can die happily. You do not know my name; it changed after I left the facility. You only know my daughter by name. Do not search for me. I apologize if this is a little disjointed, my memory isn’t the best.

Many thanks,

Experiment 133114

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