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The Phantom Project Ch.2

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I am sorry that I didn't say this in the first chapter, but this story will be told through different characters' POVs. I hope that

Chapter 2

Sam's POV

I woke up in a cell. The last thing I remember was me and Tucker getting dragged into a G.I.W vehicle. Then we were injected with some kind of tranquilizer. When I woke up I was alone, in a cell, in a nightgown. I looked around my gray, enclosed cell. It had a mattress and a toilet. It was not well kept, but at least I was alive. And I was allowed a window to the outside world. It was not big enough to squeeze through and it was barely above ground level, but at least it was nice to see something other than white and gray.

I don't know what these G.I.W's expect to find from me and Tucker. I could only hope Danny and Tucker were safe as well. Danny looked pretty bad when I saw him getting dragged away.

After a few days, they were apparently checking me to see how I was physically. They tested my breathing, reflexes, had me walk on a treadmill and drew blood. After a few days, I started feeling isolated. I felt despair growing as the days passed.

But one day, I started hearing whispers. At first I thought it was my imagination, but the whispers continued. Strangely though, these whispers felt very familiar to me. Another day went by and they seemed to forget to feed me. I was so hungry. Then the whispers came back and I said out loud, "You know, if your going to speak to me, then could you, please, at least give me something to eat". I didn't know what to expect. I was just tried of being alone. But the I heard movement coming from my cell. I looked over near the window and I saw a vine that have grapes, crawl in through the window of my cell. I was absolutely amazed at what just happened. I was not sure if it was my imagination but I figured, what the heel. I grabbed the vine and started picking off the grapes. They never tasted so sweeter.

After I finished, the vine crawled back up. I finally started thinking about what just happened. After a few hours of thinking, I realized where I heard the whispers from. I heard them from the plants when I was controlled by Undergrowth. But it felt different. When I was controlled, I felt like I was forcing plants to do my bidding, but what happened felt more like the plant was working with me, not for me.

And then it came to me. The toxin, or chemical. It must have given me some ability to communicate with the plants again. It's the only explanation I could come up with.

So after another day of practically being dissected, I was returned to my cell, and I practiced communicating with plants. They don't talk back in a language that I could understand, but I can feel what they are saying.

Then one day, as I was being taken to get a CAT scan, I saw Danny being taken away on a table. He was restrained, and I went absolutely ballistic. I screamed his name and fought the restrains but he was unresponsive. Then they used a stun gun on me and I was forced away to continue being tested. When I woke up, I was in my cell. I was exhausted. I felt so useless in these situations, and I felt the plants try to speak to me again. For some reason, I felt like they were saying to me that everything will be alright. That I should be prepared to escape soon. After I whispered, thank you, I heard my cell door open, which was weird, because it was still night. I got up and approached the door. And peaking through the door was a face I missed seeing for so long. My great friend Tucker.

To be honest, I have no idea where I am taking this story, and my concentration isn't 100% on it, so I'll play it by ear. I hope you like it.

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