Hellena's Fury

Helly’s mental diary: Over the years I learned to hate everyone and everything to do with the experiments. I had been robbed of my parents and the last ten years of my life. Something they made a point to constantly remind me of. I’ve become very detached and unemotional over time. The endless experiments and operations they performed have left me dead inside. The pain and suffering could’ve ended years ago, if only they would’ve just let me die. I dream constantly of death, I even wish for it but they’ve managed to steal that from me too. A dark and evil force now occupies the deep region beneath my bones where the soul of innocence once did reside. “It” is alive, waiting, watching and plotting, to be freed. I’ve had many horrible nightmares of death and global destruction at the hands of an unspeakable evil that lives inside me. Sometimes it feels as though I am sharing my body with some grotesque and hideous monster. From the dark and silent corners of my mind I imagine that there are two hearts beating inside me. Other times it seems that even my thoughts are not my own. The white coats are to blame and one day they will all pay dearly. Today is a big day for them. Ten years in the making of what they call the final experiment. I cannot remember any of the experiments, only the pain I would feel afterwards. Each time I entered the test chamber the strange words would render me unconscious. Afterwards, I could not recall anything that happened during the experimental phases. It was a horrible existence not knowing what they were doing to me.