Chapter 4: The Drowned - Part 2

"Permission granted." The coarse voice from earlier replied after a moment of thinking.

Doctor Hallows smiled, trying his hardest to keep the excitement from seeping out.

"I won't disappoint your expectations, sir." Replied Hallows as he exited the small office. He swiftly made his way to Fischer's office to let her know.

He barged into her office as soon as he saw the door. "The Director has granted permission for another experiment using Subject-D 3491!" Fischer looked at him with angry eyes. The doctor had interrupted her while she was on an important call.

"Who is this Subject D- 3491? Why is Hallows so keen on experimenting on him?" more questions barraged Fischer from the other end of the call. Dr Hallows on hearing the questions that had erupted out of the cell phone which was on loudspeaker mode now looked confused and worried. "Have I revealed too much?" he asked himself but was interrupted by Fischer.

"what is it, Doctor? What was so important that you decided to barge into my office without any sense of courtesy?" Hallows was unable to answer those questions but instead repeated himself.

Miss Fischer quickly ended the call, ignoring the questions posed by the man on the other end. "I suppose you want me to accompany you in the experiments. Alright then. Give me five minutes and get out before I change my mind."

Hallows hurried out of the room, still excited about the possibilities the future held.

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"Where are they taking me?" asked D, to himself of course, as he was finally taken out of the room, blindfolded. For five minutes, all he heard was the rolling of the stroller wheels below him as he was pushed through the hallways. Once his journey ended, he was released and his blindfold removed. He stood there in a white room with a one-way glass on the east wall. He looked around, in search of anything out of the blue, and that's when his eyes met the diving suits. He glared at them as if he could see what was within.

"is he…staring at it?" Asked Doctor Hallows to Miss Fischer on the other side of the glass. "it's almost like he can see something that we can't."

"Stop!" shouted Fischer, unable to keep calm anymore. "Nothing is going on; this is just your mind trying to convince you that postponing the subject's death is justified. This was the initial reaction of all subjects so just shut it and keep observing."

Dr Hallows was taken aback. He hadn't expected such a harsh reaction. Maybe he had it coming for barging into her office. He leaned forward towards the mic, distracting himself from the one-sided bashing he had just received.

"Subject D-3491, this will be your final experiment. If the results prove useful to the foundation, we might hold back on disposing of you. I believe there's a secret hidden in the depth of your being, and if you wish to continue living, then prove yourself in this experiment."

On the other side of the wall, D looked shocked. He had received another chance at living despite his past. He had to please the Foundation, for his own sake. But his dreams of the future hid a roadblock very early in their genesis. He too had no idea what powers he possessed. He had no way of controlling them or even identifying them. How they had been born was also a mystery to him. Despite everything holding him back, D stepped into the unknown, this was a necessary risk for guaranteeing his future.

Noticing the determination in D's eyes, Doctor Hallows continued. "Let the Experiment concerning SCP-4253 and Subject D-3491 begin. Subject may proceed to make contact with the diving suits before them."

D moved forward, slowly approaching the hunks of metal. He observed the yellow substance creeping out of the joints of the suit.

D moved his eyes across the suit, trying to figure out what it was that gave him a creeping feeling on the back of his neck. It was when he met the headpiece of the suit with his eyes that he realised what was wrong. He had figured out why the ominous feeling of death hung around him. The darkness within the suit was staring back at D, gazing at him, or rather into him. His fingers began oscillating back and forth and the vibrations soon migrated to the rest of his body very quickly. Before he knew it, D was on the floor, unable to comprehend the power that faced him.

He felt as if he was an injured gazelle, staring into the hungry eyes of a lion, waiting for its inevitable doom. This was the second time in his life when D felt overwhelmed. He could not match the strength of the SCP. He could not win against its greatness. He needed help. Help from an external source.

D turned to face the glass window. His breathing intensified as he saw his trembling reflection looking back at him. "Help me." He managed to say, now sweating, yet feeling as cold as an icicle. This rare feeling of fear was overtaking his being and he soon began to tear up. "PLEASE HELP ME!" The scream should have caught the doctors off guard, but they hadn't shown any reaction to D's pleas for help.

The doctors on the other side were probably laughing at D's pathetic show. He wasn't of any use to them. They would kill him right now if they weren't scared of entering the same room as the behemoth standing in front of D. he had n hope anymore. His life would end soon, and he knew it.

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Hallows and Fischer stared in awe and confusion as they witnessed something that was once thought to be impossible. They proceeded to look at each other, wide-eyed and bewildered to the nth degree. What they were looking at was uncalled for. "This will pave the way for humanity's future." Hallows said, finally collecting his thought. "This man will save us all. He will be the cause of humankind's survival, and we will be the catalysts that brought tout his hidden talents."

The doctor was laughing maniacally, his personality seemed to have flipped onto itself. Fischer looked worried as she viewed the new side of the man she had known and worked with for years. She pushed away her concerns and tried to comprehend the situation.

The room besides their own had changed. Yellow mist fogged up the windows, just enough for the entities in the room to barely be visible. The fog, though, was not enough to hide the unprecedented events. Fischer had strained her eyes, trying her best to stare into the other room until she had seen the future for the first time.

There in the centre of the room was Subject D-3491, communicating with the diving suit in a language that had never existed.