24 April 2012
"Attention ladies and gents, you will now be sent on your third test. Please get inside the bubble that will appear in your room. If you do not comply, you will face the consequences. The test will begin in 10..9.."
Lydia, not wanting to be in any more trouble than he already was, quickly pushed herself into the bubble.
Lydia found the bubbles very interesting. The texture was soft and smooth, yet sticky when you walked through it. And it was neat how the bubbles could take you anywhere in the blink of an eye. Why, she could go to Paris, Mexico, Rome. Or home. Home. Lydia could go home. Like that would work. But it just might..
Lydia sighed. When she looked through the bubble, she noticed that the scenery around her had changed. The countdown must have already ended. So how long had Lydia been here? Too long, Lydia thought.
Lydia cautiously stepped outside her bubble. She looked around, unaware of what might happen. Maybe her surroundings would give her a clue. Lydia took in the breathtaking view of the ocean just a few hundred feet away. It was beautiful, but the ocean looked far too calm. A big wave appeared to be forming in the middle of the ocean.
Lydia gasped. An ocean. Waves. Big ones. Tsunami. Death.
Lydia looked around. Highgroundhighgroundhighground. The thought kept racing through her mind as Lydia ran around. If she found high ground, she could live.
Lydia looked up at the sky, and noticed a large tree a few feet away. Why hadn't she noticed it before? She ran toward it, breathing heavily. Adrenaline pulsed through her as she began climbing up the tree. It took all of Lydia's strength to keep moving upward. She was fully aware of the wave coming towards her, quick and powerful.
But she hadn't seen the strange girl pacing under the tree, gun in hand.
The Experiment P.9 • Opuss № I