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"You haven't changed one bit" The guy in the glass chamber said. His hands were pressed against the walls of the chamber, his golden eyes glared at the woman standing in front of him.
She held a notepad, marking the observations of the said subject. She looked up, adjusted her glasses and said, "Thanks for the compliment."
She was more scared than she was letting on. From her forehead, sweat made its way down to her chin, her throat dried up and she was feeling suffocated. But nevertheless she went on making notes.
"You do know right? That I will go for your throat first thing when I get out of here." The guy said, trying desperately to make the woman talk. "I see you are using your right hand." He pointed out suddenly.
Rhea stopped writing all of a sudden. Her right hand which was supporting the notepad fell to her side.
"Too bad isn't it? I mean, you wanted to be a doctor, didn't you? But you can't fix people when you are a cripple right?" He smirked.
A minute before she may have been scared but now anger rose in her. She spat, "I can't. Thanks to you and that werewolf friend of yours."
She turned away, having finished the report and walked towards the table placed against the wall.
They were only ones in that room.
"But I will make sure you pay for ruining my life." Rhea said, her voice full of resentment. She hated this guy. So much!
She picked up her bag turned off the lights and walked towards the door, not sparing another glance towards the glass chamber. The only light in the room came from the glass chamber.
When she reached the door, she turned towards the chamber and said, "You won't be alone for long. We will soon catch that wretched family of yours and all the others of your kind. Have a good night's sleep."
She existed the room, locking the door behind her. From inside she could here him screaming.
Vampires. They were supposed to be strong; Strong beasts.
She knew it too well. But not if they have been starved for 8 months and held in a multilayered titanium chamber coated with glass.
She placed her ID on the entrance door, as she exited the building of Control Bureau 13. She was the last to exit. The lights shut off one by one leaving the entire building plunge into darkness.
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Needs more feeling, more setting, more reality to make the fantasy seem more plausible. And not like scientific realism or facts. But the realism of what it's like to experience life. The kind of realism that can convince us that a really crazy dream is in fact a true experience in the moment while we are having it. Also some better editing/grammar and an understanding of how people talk in real life outside of movie dialogues would also improve the beginning of the scene.
ReplyOk. I will try to make it better.
But its just that I am not a professional. I am an amateur. I write to clear my mind when I feel down. Its not even a story and I know that I dont have my facts right. But anyway thanks for your valuable advice.
Fighting!😍
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