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“Before you ask any questions, you need to understand that this is serious. The people who brought us here are not to be underestimated. Doctor Seytan isn’t in charge. She’s not the one pulling the strings. She’s as much of a puppet as we are. The people who run the asylum are dangerous and powerful, and they’ll do anything to achieve their goals. And they have a special interest in you.”
“In me? Why?”
“I don’t know,” he admits, running a hand through his slicked-back hair. The action doesn’t marr it in the slightest, nor does his hand come away looking sticky with product. Huh, go figure. “Are you even listening?”
“Yes,” I snap, guilty that I was caught out and jumping to defensive.
“Well, they’ve been watching you for a long time. It was the same with all of us. Convicted for multiple murders, sentenced to life imprisonment but brought here instead.”
I stare at him in disbelief. This can’t be happening. It’s like something out of a bad spy movie.
“What else do I need to know?” I ask, my voice trembling slightly.
“Your test was to kill that guy with zero hesitation.”
“It was the judge that sentenced me.”
“I know. We all had to take out our judges.”
“Why?”
“So there’s no loose ends. No official record of us going to the asylum.”
“What happened when I refused? I just remember pain and everything going black.”
“Shock chip. We’re all equipped with them and they double up as GPS trackers. Powerful kit. Monitors our vitals, transmits our locations, can be activated remotely and capable of emitting ten thousand volts at the touch of a button. Amongst other things.”
“What?” I yell. He glares at me, and it takes a concentrated effort to lower my tone when I speak again. “They chipped us like fucking animals?”
“That should be the least of your worries,” he warns cryptically. But I can’t focus on that right now.
Panic is rising like a tidal wave, bringing down a red mist that makes it impossible to think. “Take it out! I want it gone. Get this thing out of me!”
“I can’t. Only a highly skilled surgeon could do that.”
“What? Why?” My hands are clawing at my body like it's covered in ants or spiders and I’m only half listening to his words, lost in my haze of panic.
“Because it’s placed at the base of your skull, embedded behind your spinal cord and any attempt to remove it would result in paralysis.”
That clears the fog.
“What?”
“You heard me.”
“That’s fucked up. Why would they do that?”
“To keep us in line. How else would an organisation be able to let half a dozen known and convicted serial killers run around the country doing their dirty work for them? Don’t tell me you didn’t think of running last night.”
I shake my head. “Of course I did. But my damn curiosity got the better of me and then I woke up smelling like fried chicken.”
“Tasty.”
“Oh, I am. But that’s not the point. I just want to get out of here now. I’m no one’s killing machine.”
“It’s impossible to escape.”
“There must be a way.”
