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this was the prompt response i wrote for the anniversary contest.....it follows prompt b. the first time i re-read it, i liked it, then i hated it, now i think its ok but could be better.....no idea. i guess we'll see, eh?


This was her first time flying anywhere, and she barely even knew where she was going. Katherine sighed imperceptibly and continued staring out the window. In the distance, she could see the frame of an island. She glanced up to see if the pilot had any response to it, wondering if this was really where they were headed. He was quiet.

Shrugging to herself, Katherine turned back to the window. She didn't really feel like speaking, but by now, she had decided that flying was not her favorite form of travel, and really wanted to know when they would be wherever they were going. She cleared her throat. "Hey, um....excuse me? How close are we to...our destination?" she asked, speaking just loudly enough to be heard over the engine.

The pilot was silent for a moment, still staring straight ahead. "See that island over there?" He asked, nodding in the general direction of the one she had indeed seen. "That's the place. Tropical island. They do a lotta reasearch there, but you also got beaches, and a lot of jungle to mess around in..."

Katherine rolled her eyes. If this place was anything like the last, she wouldn't be wandering anywhere other than the hospital hallways. But then again, she was warned that this Dr. Moreau had very unorthodox methods of treatment...shrugging, she said, "What's your name?" No real reason why, but she wanted to know. It would make her feel less like she was alone in a large machine over the ocean.

"James." He replied bluntly and paused. He appeared to be thinking. "Look, lady, I think you should know something before we land. This place....it's not really a treatment facility of any kind. I mean yeah, they mess with people's minds, but...not in the way you expect."

"What?"

"Yeah....my god, I can't believe I'm telling you this.....listen, this place, Moreau's island, it's an experimentation facility for genetic modifications and stuff. Basically...they're going to change you into an animal of some kind, and you can never leave, or have any contact with whoever you got back home." He sighed and rubbed his face. "I wish I could turn around for you, but if I took you back now...well, let's just say no one disobeys the doctor and gets away with it. I'm so, so sorry..." He said quickly, looking extremely remorseful. "I'd help you if I could, but...the best I can do is warn you."

Well then. That certainly was an unorthodox method of treatment, Katherine thought. Huh.....very unexpected. But....when James mentioned leaving behind "whoever" she had at "home"....she began to like the idea. Secretly, she couldn't really believe it....I mean....who turns people into animals? It just wasn't possible. But....if it really was possible....well, what did she have to lose?

"Thank you," was all she said in reply. However, she did have a small smile on her face as they finally reached the island.

A strangely dressed man with white hair stood leaning against a jeep right by the helipad. As the engine died down, Katherine saw the man look at his watch and smile. James gave her an apologetic look as he ushered her out the door and carried her suitcase to the jeep.

"Welcome to the island, Miss...Harley, is it?" the white-haired man said. "I hope you are looking forward to your stay with us. I can assure you you will be taken care of better than any other mental resort could do for you."

Katherine let the man open the door for her, and she climbed in. At this point, she decided not to say anything.

"My name is Dr. Duvert, and I'm going to first take you to the labs to get a vaccination....standard procedure, really, it's to protect against dengue fever. Trust me, you don't want to catch that," he said as he drove along a path that headed inland.

Katherine just nodded at him. This all made sense. But what about what James had said? She decided to inquire about it....hell, the worst thing that happens would be that whatever therapists were there would think she was even crazier than ever.

"Excuse me, Dr. Duvert....but I have to ask. Are you...making this up?"

He looked at her in feigned astonishment. "Whyever would you think that, Miss Harley?"

Katherine paused before replying, "I know what happens here. You turn everyone into animals. There is no mental health clinic."

Duvert's eyes narrowed, but he kept them focused on the trail. "Now where might you have heard that? Did James tell you any stories? I've told him to keep his little fantasies to himself..."

Katherine shrugged. Her face never really held much emotion, and even now, her expression did not convey any feelings, so her little lie was easily masked. "No. I have telepathy. It's an on and off thing, but it always works out when something big happens. Like this."

Duvert glowered at her suspiciously. This did not sound right, but she didn't appear to be lying....

He just knew that Moreau had done a good job in selecting a serum for this subject.


Katherine shrugged mentally. Once more....she had nothing to lose. Whatever happened would happen. She was as ready for this as for anything else...and besides, it was too late to fight back.

hmm.....i just like gray eyes. eh. that can change.

and yeah, i need to do some editing.....

as to the staple.....trust me. you can use anything remotely pointy.

and it was 3 years, for severe suicidal feelings. but yeah....maybe thats a stretch.


thanks SO MUCH for your input!!! i sincerely appreciate it. ^_^

i was mowing the lawn and thought up a new thing. not sure of everything, but i thought i'd post it.

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