Biodegrade

Day 200

Here she was alone again with her thoughts. Watching the wind chimes blowing in the wind outside her window. Sighing she blew her bangs off her face as she focused on the notebook in front of her. Absentmindedly she chewed on her thumbnail until it started bleeding. Trying to be inspired to write she stood up and started stretching as she Listened to the sounds of cellos and pianos playing in the distance. 

Angrily she started throwing paint on the wall in front of her. This empty canvas once blank now being covered with splattering's of color. Different shades of Purple, Black, Blue, Green, Red hues. Tears began to angrily roll off her face harder and harder as she furiously painted away on the wall in front of her. Head to toe now covered in paint she collapsed on the floor crawling to a corner of the room. Hugging her knees to her chest. Sobbing uncontrollably. The nightmare would never end. She couldn’t make any of it stop.

“Anastasia would you like some tea with your scone?” 

“Why yes, That would be lovely. Thank you.”

“Of Course. Anytime.”

“Number 271 Your time is up.” A harsh voice said. 

271 looked out the door that had opened silently. A man dressed in what seemed to be a military uniform was waiting for her.

She looked around the room. There was nothing but a bed in the left corner and a toilet in the right corner. Where did Anastasia go? Where did her room with the paint and even her window. Had that all been nothing more but a mere hallucination? What was this place? She wanted some answers. Why couldn’t she speak? Why was she in pain? She looked down at her arms and legs and they were covered in scars from what looked like needle bruises everywhere. Carefully she lifted her arms, trying not to wince, she felt her head and there was nothing. She felt her lips and they were stitched shut. She tried screaming and nothing came out. She must have been taking too long because the man came in, saying nothing, grabbing her. She tried to pull away but he was much stronger. 

“If you don’t come with me I will make you wish you had and I will drag you behind me after I’m done.” He threatened violently. Confused at what was happening she nodded her consent.

“271 it’s a pleasure” said the woman in the red dress and black sunglasses sitting at a desk in a windowless room, with walls that looked as though they were soaked with blood. She lifted a hand toward her so she could sit in the chair in front of her. 

“That will be all Andrew.” She said waving him away. He nodded giving one more glare and then closed the door behind him. The woman stood up holding a syringe in her right hand and walked around the desk. 

“Let me have a closer look at you 271.” 

Day 270

Here she was alone again with her thoughts. Watching the wind chimes blowing in the wind outside her window. Sighing she blew her bangs off her face as she focused on the notebook in front of her. Absentmindedly she chewed on her thumbnail until it started bleeding. Trying to be inspired to write she stood up and started stretching as she Listened to the sounds of cellos and pianos playing in the distance. 

Angrily she started throwing paint on the wall in front of her. This empty canvas once blank now being covered with splattering's of color. Different shades of Purple, Black, Blue, Green, Red hues. Tears began to angrily roll off her face harder and harder as she furiously painted away on the wall in front of her. Head to toe now covered in paint she collapsed on the floor crawling to a corner of the room. Hugging her knees to her chest. Sobbing uncontrollably. The nightmare would never end. She couldn’t make any of it stop.

“Anastasia would you like some tea with your scone?” 

“Why yes, That would be lovely. Thank you.”

“Of Course. Anytime.”

“Number 271 Your time is up.” A harsh voice said. 

271 looked out the door that had opened silently. A man dressed in what seemed to be a military uniform was waiting for her.

She looked around the room. There was nothing but a bed in the left corner and a toilet in the right corner. Where did Anastasia go? Where did her room with the paint and even her window. Had that all been nothing more but a mere hallucination? What was this place? She wanted some answers. Why couldn’t she speak? Why was she in pain? She looked down at her arms and legs and they were covered in scars from what looked like needle bruises everywhere. Carefully she lifted her arms, trying not to wince, she felt her head and there was nothing. She felt her lips and they were stitched shut. She tried screaming and nothing came out. She must have been taking too long because the man came in, saying nothing, grabbing her. She tried to pull away but he was much stronger. 

“If you don’t come with me I will make you wish you had and I will drag you behind me after I’m done.” He threatened violently. Confused at what was happening she nodded her consent.

“271 it’s a pleasure” said the woman in the red dress and black sunglasses sitting at a desk in a windowless room, with walls that looked as though they were soaked with blood. She lifted a hand toward her so she could sit in the chair in front of her. 

“That will be all Andrew.” She said waving him away. He nodded giving one more glare and then closed the door behind him. The woman stood up holding a syringe in her right hand and walked around the desk. 

“Let me have a closer look at you 271.” 

Commercial Playing in the distance

Tired of growing old. Tired of the people around you dying. Tired of your world being empty. Feeling alone and useless. Feeling as though you aren’t good enough or that you are not making enough of a difference in the world. Tired of everyone treating you like a joke. Well don’t you worry! What you are about to see will ease all your worries. Completely defect free and proven to genetically work. 

Biodegrade. 

It’s only a shot a day into your system that infuses you with all the intellect and charisma you will ever need to make all your worries and troubles go away. Not to mention you won’t ever have to worry about dying ever again. Immortality yes please. Tested on 271 humans and FDA approved. Even the president has tried her hand in it and loves it. So tell your friends and tell your family that it’s time to take that plunge into Biodegrade. 

Six Months Later

“Hey watch where you’re going!” 

“You shouldn’t be running so fast.”

“Do you  have your biodegrade license?” 

“Come and get your Biodegrade quicker and faster than before sold here on discount even if you don’t have your Biodegrade license!” 

Continuing to the hideout, 271 hugged her cloak closer to her and hoped she wouldn’t be stopped again until she made it back safely with rations for everyone. 

The world was changing and she had no idea how to stop it. 

Day 271

Here she was alone again with her thoughts. Watching the wind chimes blowing in the wind outside her window. Sighing she blew her bangs off her face as she focused on the notebook in front of her. Absentmindedly she chewed on her thumbnail until it started bleeding. Wincing she looked at her thumb bleeding. Shaking her head at the pain and trying to be inspired to write she stood up and started stretching as she Listened to the sounds of cellos and pianos playing in the distance. 

Angrily she started throwing paint on the wall in front of her. This empty canvas once blank now being covered with splattering's of color. Different shades of Purple, Black, Blue, Green, Red hues. Tears began to angrily roll off her face harder and harder as she furiously painted away on the wall in front of her. Head to toe now covered in paint she collapsed on the floor crawling to a corner of the room. Hugging her knees to her chest. Sobbing uncontrollably. The nightmare would never end. She couldn’t make any of it stop. Suddenly she stopped sobbing and started laughing. Wiping her tears off her face she realized what she had to do. 

“Anastasia would you like some tea with your scone?” 

“Why yes, That would be lovely. Thank you.”

“Of Course. Anytime.”

“Number 271 Your time is up.” A harsh voice said. 

271 looked out the door that had opened silently. A man dressed in what seemed to be a military uniform was waiting for her.

She looked around the room. With quiet resolve she waited. The man came in, saying nothing, grabbing her. She tried to pull away but he was much stronger. 

“If you don’t come with me I will make you wish you had and I will drag you behind me after I’m done.” He threatened violently. Carefully trying to act like she usually had before. She slowly nodded with consent trying to act scared of the guard.

“271 it’s a pleasure” said the woman in the red dress and black sunglasses sitting at a desk in a windowless room, with walls that looked as though they were soaked with blood. She lifted a hand toward her so she could sit in the chair in front of her. 

“That will be all Andrew.” She said waving him away. He nodded giving one more glare and then closed the door behind him. The woman stood up holding a syringe in her right hand and walked around the desk. 

“Let me have a closer look at you 271.” 

Suddenly grabbing the woman in the red dress's wrist she took the syringe and stabbed her in the heart. The woman clutched her chest as she hit a button on her sunglasses. Suddenly the room was full of guards focusing on the woman in the red dress giving 271 the perfect time to escape.  

The News

A Biodegrade Rebellion was put under arrest today after a hideout was discovered by the Biodegrade Swat Team. The leader of the Rebellion still has not been located.

Day 2,071 

Here she was alone again with her thoughts. Watching the wind chimes blowing in the wind outside her window. Sighing she blew her bangs off her face as she focused on the notebook in front of her. Absentmindedly she chewed on her thumbnail until it started bleeding. Trying to be inspired to write she stood up and started stretching as she Listened to the sounds of cellos and pianos playing in the distance. 

Angrily she started throwing paint on the wall in front of her. This empty canvas once blank now being covered with splatterings of color. Different shades of Purple, Black, Blue, Green, Red hues. Tears began to angrily roll off her face harder and harder as she furiously painted away on the wall in front of her. Head to toe now covered in paint she collapsed on the floor crawling to a corner of the room. Hugging her knees to her chest. Sobbing uncontrollably. The nightmare would never end. She couldn’t make any of it stop.

“Anastasia would you like some tea with your scone?” 

“Why yes, That would be lovely. Thank you.”

“Of Course. Anytime.”

“Number 271 Your time is up.” A harsh voice said. 

271 looked out the door that had opened silently. A man dressed in what seemed to be a military uniform was waiting for her.

She looked around the room. There was nothing but a bed in the left corner and a toilet in the right corner. Where did Anastasia go? Where did her room with the paint and even her window. Had that all been nothing more but a mere hallucination? What was this place? She wanted some answers. Why couldn’t she speak? Why was she in pain? She looked down at her arms and legs and they were covered in scars from what looked like needle bruises everywhere. Carefully she lifted her arms, trying not to wince, she felt her head and there was nothing. She felt her lips and they were stitched shut. She tried screaming and nothing came out. She must have been taking too long because the man came in, saying nothing, grabbing her. She tried to pull away but he was much stronger. 

“If you don’t come with me I will make you wish you had and I will drag you behind me after I’m done.” He threatened violently. Confused at what was happening she nodded her consent.

“271 it’s a pleasure” said the woman in the red dress and black sunglasses sitting at a desk in a windowless room, with walls that looked as though they were soaked with blood. She lifted a hand toward her so she could sit in the chair in front of her. 

“That will be all Andrew.” She said waving him away. He nodded giving one more glare and then closed the door behind him. The woman stood up holding a syringe in her right hand and walked around the desk. 

“Let me have a closer look at you 271.”