We are the Monsters

on the pre-clinical tests done on patients who were later used on CORTEX. She's a

f coffee. Everything is left scattered on the coffee table and she sighs in frustration. She doesn't feel like going through that crap anymore. The 'ice bath' and the 'shock therapy' were en

. She really just feels the need to voice it out loud.

can think of while processing what she's just read

he found it all

e sofa, at the front door of the apartment. "Isn

since they are housemates. Plus, Kidman has already gotten used to how disturbingly silent her friend ca

You have a natural talent." Cathy says while staring at the ceiling. "I di

woman chuc

eeks ago. The door's been silent since." Tanya s

els off while carrying three shop bags. Geez, I forgot to go grocery

ifically by coffee," Tanya reaches up to let her long, black hair loose. "But us, mortals,

I really forgot it was m

ve you..."

e that I

ya cuts her off. "And just so yo

ns putting things away. Stowing everything. "Come on, y

lks through the door, and back to the living room. Cathy sighs, lookin

s Tanya laughing as she makes it to her own ro

s the only thing she says befo

y sh

vourite Chinese restaurant's number and is waiting for someone to take the call when she notices a file under the table. It h

k is almost screaming on the ot

down to pick

e, and right next to it there's a big red handmade note: 'patient is hig

?" Cathy stammer

rk is still on the phone despite the long

s she starts making her way back to the kitchen

ould yo

ts before placing her order and hanging up. Her eye

tes. They we

not respond t

t respond to el

t respond to an

tient was locked in the dark room

ing around her, but st

annoying, she thinks. Not being able to move or talk, even though she opened her eyes a whole while ago. Her body won't m

y she would never experience back at the hospital. The way sunlight comes in through the window and reflects on the ceili

elf after a while. There's no more

ne came to

the voice in her head, in a playf

t the hell up. Mal r

you would

amused by their bant

le mind, It sounds

own thoughts. She hears footsteps, and the lights turn on. But even befo

familiar to her. They

to fade. And he seems to be in monster mode. I wo

eyes shining as always. But as soon as their eyes meet, his lips d

asn't entirely gotten over his past with his brother and spouse. And then there are those bandages. The incident happened so many years ago, any scar would have

l shame. V shouldn't be, she thinks to herself. B

side of her chest in a place that makes Mal squirm in pain. She

ngs out if she could, but the only sound to escape her mouth is a low, hoarse groan that strangely seem

in simply for his own entertainment. She can see how satis

g a bit strang

ratching is back. I wonder what

m, but right before he can touch her, Mal's hand reaches to the side of his face and she touches his

brother. The rejection

e dying and als

hen Vikram Von'Vern dies, th

emories are fading and Mal

feel like this,

ay meant to hurt; meant to warn her th

empties his mind. Locks away a

r up. On her first mo

m, squeezing his wrists and pressing down on scars th

made him feel. I didn

y from him as if his s

lips. "I have to admit. I'm curious about a lot of things related to you too, Malva. Why don't

as she is. Maybe even darker. Which means he's probably as trustworthy as sh

use Mal really wants t

y," she muses in a low voice.

his spot beside the bed. For a long moment, they re

she's pretty sure that if she tries to move again her whole body will shred itself to

entions," Vikram offers, almost

tired and helpless. For obvious reasons, it never pleases her to have to recall her past. To make matters worse, i

es at him

a way Vikram shouldn't be able to hear.

al. The voice sounds distant this time. Not lonely... You're just afraid to be alone,

her mind as the voice gets quiet

wn on the other side of the bed. He doesn't bother about taking

in the same position as she is - staring at the ceiling,

s, ignoring her previous question. "What makes you

le

ute, and

wer his question. It's a difficult question because she doesn't remem

is eyes. "They say I killed them. My parents. T

he only thing h