A few nights later, I woke to hear him speaking on the phone.
“She’s becoming suspicious,” he whispered. “We’re running out of time. I know what happened to the others. I’m not letting that happen again.”
Who were the others? And what was he doing to me?
The following day, I secretly collected a sample of my drink and took it to an independent laboratory.
Two days later, Dr. Samuel Reeves asked me to visit his office.
“The sample contains an unfamiliar compound associated with an experimental research program,” he explained. “It shouldn’t be administered without proper medical supervision and informed consent.”
He then asked whether I’d visited a private clinic recently.
When I mentioned Dr. Cole, he opened a file on his computer.
My name appeared beneath the words:
RESEARCH PARTICIPANT.
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“I never agreed to medical research,” I whispered.
