New life style

It's been a few days since that absurd conversation with the mad scientist; I decided to call him that since he refused to give me his name the last time we talked.

I have been locked up in this room the whole time.

The room I'm staying in is far better than the one I used to live in with my family.

There are carpets on every inch of the floor and there are expensive furniture everywhere but the image of the room was ruined by the metals bars behind the windows but I got used to them as the days passed by.

The bed here is comfy and wide I can turn around as much as I want while sleeping without being afraid of falling off, my old bed was tiny and rough I would have back sore every morning and I would wake up from falling off every day rather than wake up from the alarm.

There is a connected bathroom so I don't have to get out of my room, the bathroom is wide and clean I would take many showers every day since I'm free.

there is a maid that I don't know her name that delivers food to me every morning and evening, I tried one day to ask her to bring me a clock or anything that I would know time from since there wasn't a wall clock in the room but she didn't even look the face and face and dismissed what I said.

The first time she brought me food I hesitated a lot since it could be poisonous, Then I thought if they wanted to kill me they would have done that a long time ago but I really couldn't bring myself to eat that food willingly at the end the hunger forced me, I mean if the poison didn't kill me the hunger would.

Unlike my previous lifestyle, I didn't have any free time at all I was either at school or doing a part-time job so I felt my days were longer than usual in that room, so I had enough time to procrastinate over what happened to me so far.

I would get angry at my family sometimes when I remember that recorded video then I would get curious how are they living without me and how my little sister would go to grade school and come back home every day as I used to take her back and forth every day.

At the end of the day, I would miss them more and more regardless of what they did to me and I would get lonelier in that extravagated room.

One day while I was deep in thoughts I heard footsteps getting nearer and nearer to the door, It was weird because the maid would only come in evening and morning so I thought it could be the man.

As I expected it was the man he was carrying a huge box that seemed heavy he put it down on the floor and said,

"Alright, let's commence testing."