Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 290: Staying In The Truly Scary Lab free porn video
Tuesday, February 7 to Friday, February 10, 2006
There were really only two things going on:
They were trying to find out everything about me while I tried to stop that happening.
I was planning my escape.
The first activity was a game in one respect, because the individual pieces of information had no value in the big picture. It was worth my while delaying the forward march of science as much as possible because the more they learned about me, the less inclined they'd be to let me go. For example, if they discovered that my body's healing rate was at least three times faster than normal (I hadn't re-measured it since my last merge) and that I'd not had even a cold for the last two years, then they'd almost certainly get very excited and never let me go. They might also start doing experiments on me that'd make it even harder for me to escape, such as breaking one of my legs to see how fast it healed.
With some tests I could easily get away with hiding my abilities, such as physical skills tests. Other tests I had no control over at all, such as blood tests. Some were just puzzling, like their making me look at a bright strobe light, with the frequency changing every two minutes, for a total of over half an hour. Or getting me to breathe so deeply that I hyperventilated, or do various IQ tasks with my eyes open or shut.
The tests took place in my room whenever possible, so I had a people passing in and out very frequently. If the equipment was too bulky for my fairly small isolation room, the tests were done in my anteroom. As one example, a simple treadmill/ECG/breathing mask setup. The sort of thing any serious sports facility could have, but which was presumably obtained especially to test my physiology when running.
Only very rarely was I taken out of my Isolation Suite, and that was only when the equipment involved was too large to fit through the somewhat wider than normal doorways this place used everywhere except for office doors. I lived in hope that they'd have to take me to the surface to put me into a particularly huge machine, but that never happened. I was only ever taken across my level to the far bank of elevators. One of its cars was particularly large, being used for transporting the animals and large pieces of equipment. The experiment would be set up ready for me near the elevators, I'd be subjected to whatever it was that they wanted to do to me, and then escorted back to my room. The level was always depopulated for my trip, other than my escorts. My skullcap stayed on and my EEG machine followed me. I was very well restrained at these times, which wasn't particularly disappointing as it wasn't getting free on this level that had me stumped, but getting up to the ground level and away from there.
Some tests were problems, such as an IQ test. I had to answer it using only one mind, or eight minds' worth of heavy thinking would've sent the EEG readings through the roof. After they scored the test, I got abused and had my food ration cut in half for the next 24 hours. I was given another test to do, but I had to stick to using only one mind. Going hungry was better than getting them excited about the huge amount of brain activity I could generate when all my minds were thinking hard.
I INSISTED to them that I was doing the tests to the best of my ability, and it should've looked like that in the EEG, but I was VERY hungry for the next two days. Luckily they shelved the IQ tests for the moment. My attention was caught by one statement made during their abuse of me: the abuser mentioned that the IQ scores I was getting were around 147.
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