I looked over to myself and spoke in a hushed tone, "If this doesn't work we are both dead." Our eyes locked and for just a brief moment I forgot about the dire situation I was in and stared into my own eyes. It was a humbling experience that isn't easy to describe staring into ones own eyes, and not through a mirror. A few hours earlier I had broken out of my confinement and found myself stumbling through the dark cold stainless steel hallways of my prison. I wasn't sure how long I had been imprisoned since my captors had kept me drugged up. What they didn't know was that I had an uncanny ability to fight off sleep, drug induced or not, so I waited for the right moment to attempt my escape, all the while pretending to be too doped up to do anything but mumble and drool. This wasn't the first time they had taken me but this time was different, they were a little more callous and a lot more sloppy. It seemed as if they were in a hurry. This was also the first time that they hadn't fully knocked me out. They wanted me awake but not enough to function. They drew blood, took hair samples and did a few other tests I'd rather not talk about before finally leaving me alone in the room. I waited a few minutes before springing into action, first I wriggled my wrists out of the loosely wrapped Velcro straps that held them tight against the cold steel examining table I was on. Once I had my arms free the rest was simple enough, the only real problem I had was the fact that it was almost completely dark, they seemed to be able see in the dark and actually preferred it. Except for a few very soft blinking red lights that were peppered throughout the floor and ceiling there was no light what so ever. I fumbled with my ankle straps and when they finally fell free I slithered off the bed and crawled toward the small table where I noticed they left their tools. My legs felt like jelly and I couldn't stand which meant that I was either lying on that bed for a lot longer than I originally thought or it was a side effect of the powerful tranquilizers they were pumping into my body. So I was content to drag myself to safety if need be. I got to the table and slowly pulled myself up, I felt around until my fingers came across what felt like a pair of glasses. I grabbed them and slid back onto the floor. I studied the glasses, running my fingers over them, scrutinizing every centimeter of them. I found a small switch on the frame and flipped it on, the glasses instantly began to glow with a green haze. I looked them over a bit more then decided to give them a try. They were awesome! As soon as I slipped them on I looked around and realized they made it not only possible to see in the dark, they also somehow negated the effect of the drugs! My legs instantly woke up and I sprang to my feet.
I grabbed a few of the more menacing looking tools to use as weapons if necessary and then slowly crept out of the room into the hallway. I scanned the hallway, in front of and behind me, when I was content that no guards were coming, I stepped into the hallway. with my back against the wall I shimmied slowly down the hall with no clear idea of where I was or how the hell I was going to escape. I got about ten feet when my right hand felt a doorway, without hesitating I slipped into the room.
It was just like the room I had escaped from. I paused in the doorway and looked around, making certain none of them where around before fully committing to entering. Satisfied that it was devoid of any of my captors I walked in. The first thing I noticed was that the exam table did in fact have a body on it. I approached the table very cautiously, hoping that whoever or whatever was strapped to that bed wasn't dead or a threat. The closer I got the more apparent it became that it was in fact another person so I hurried my pace a little, intent on helping any way I could. I got to the head of the bed and looked down to see whether the person was awake or asleep, alive or dead, what I saw shocked me so bad I stumbled back and fell into the table, knocking down a bunch of tools and making quite a racket. I lay on the floor breathing deep, whispering to myself, "Stay calm, stay calm." I scrambled along the floor on my hands and knees picking up all the fallen tools and placing them back on the table with shaking hands. I stayed still for what seemed like an eternity, waiting to see if someone was going to check on the sound. I forced myself up after a bit and walked back over to the table and looked down at the face of the man lying on the bed once more. The fact that I nearly fainted, again, told me that I was in fact seeing what I thought I was. There not two feet from me lying on the cold, steel examination table was me. There was absolutely no doubt that it was me and as I placed my quivering hands on his chest I was pleased to feel a heart beat, at least I was alive, or he was alive. I moved my hands up his chest to his face and used my fingers to trace his facial features, it was my face, even down to the scars on my head! I began to shake uncontrollably and fell to my knees, I wasn't too surprised to find myself vomiting as my stomach had been feeling pretty queasy since I slipped off my own bed. If I did at all, maybe I was sleeping and this was a dream or an elaborate hallucination from the drugs they were pumping into me. Maybe I was having an out of body experience, the more I tried to rationalize the situation the harder my head hurt.
"How about you pick yourself up and you help yourself out of here." Came a voice, it was my voice, maybe a little raspier from lack of water but it was most definitely mine. I pulled myself up and fumbled with the wrist straps on the other me. Within a minute he was off the table and putting on the pair of glasses I found on the table in this room and we were staring at each other.
As I stated earlier, until you have actually stared into your own living breathing eyes, I cannot explain how it felt. We just stood their staring for what felt like ever before the other me spoke. "we need to find a way out of here."
.............................TO BE CONTINUED....................................PEACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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