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Chapter 6
Monday, April 28th, the day after the outburst.
Early Morning

In the deep dark of the windowless chamber, underneath lightly shifting bedsheets, Shiori lie wide awake. Her sleep had been constantly interrupted by startled breaths of her own, that jerked her out of vivid dreams. Having just awakened from an especially immersive dream, Shiori felt her dry eyes staring blankly into the opressive blackness surrounding her. What had surprised her most was the the feeling from the dream had lingered in her awakened state. She remembered flashes of opening a car door, donning a white labcoat, walking quickly across a blacktop parking lot as the sun had barely begun to rise. But now that Shiori was awake, she could still feel an inkling of herself strutting through the lot, an itch in the back of her mind as she felt a presence of herself strutting through an automatically opening glass door.
It was this same itch that had prompted Shiori to hide herself the night before, as she felt eyes watching her from the ceiling. But once she'd felt the sensation leave her, the awareness of someone's eyes turning away, she was able to continue where she'd left off.
Shiori sat up in bed, the memory of these new sensations awakening new breath, a new pulse in her as her body began to fully awaken. The dark made the brush of sheets shifting against her body, the light sound they made, and the low rumble eminating from the ventilation grates heightened, every sense being granted extra impact.
And most of all, this new sense that had begun to tease at her. Like a silent, tiny life form floated just inches from her, yet somehow far away, invisibly reminding her of it's presence; whispering.
"Hello?" Shiori heard herself murmur out into the dark. And without knowing how, Shiori felt comfortable that whatever eyes this secret force had had, they were currently turned away.
Tanaka, Shiori thought, as she flung her bedsheets from her, and excitedly jogged to her iron door.
I have to tell Tanaka about my growth. I have to see her, alone again.
The iron gates zipped open, vertically, then horizontally, hydrolic systems hissing as dim flourescent lights shone into her room, and into her grey eyes. Although the lights remained in "nightlight mode", the sudden burst caused Shiori to squint, as she felt her way along the lefthand wall, attempting to identify any nurses in the corridor. Apparently Shiori had exited her room right as the night shift had left, and before the morning shift had arrived. Apart from the presence she felt in the distance, Shiori knew she had a few moments of alone time as she quickly ran barefoot down the hall, her robe sliding against the wall as she approached room one.
She knocked, then without further prompting, turned the knob at her waist, opening the door just a crack.
"Tanaka" Shiori whispered loudly, and was met with an urgent response.
"Dont'!" a voice echoed from within.
"Don't come in. The camera in the corner records what we do, don't take any steps further."
Shiori halted, longing to enter, to show Tanaka firsthand the incredible change Shiori had undergone.
"I have to see you. I need to show you something."
"We have to be careful, if I know the doctor, she's already on to us. We have to find a way to stop the cameras from recording our behavior." Tanaka demanded in hushed tones from beyond the small crack in the door where Shiori's face lingered.
Shiori turned to see if anyone had arrived in the ward, yet. Recognizing they were alone, Shiori turned back to the door.
"If you can get everyone's attention at free time on Thursday, I can break away and get it done." Shiori whispered.
"How?"
"I'll.....I'll think of something, Tanaka."
"Oh..." Shiori heard Tanaka moan, then take a quick breath in.
"What's wrong?"
"Hearing you say my name, my queen....it's...it reminds me of your mouth on mine."
Shiori's eyes widened, as she checked again to make sure the coast was clear. Her breath had picked up, as her right hand moved on its own to caress her upper thigh, and then clutch at her center through her pink robe.
"I'm....." Shiori studdered as she began to breath heavily. "I want to feel your mouth again, Tanaka."
Shiori heard another sharp intake of breath and a rustle of sheets from deep in the room.
Shiori's left hand hung on the door knob, while her right parted the fabric of her robe, and once her fingers brushed the taught flesh across her abdomen, glided her hand back to her newly developed bottom.
Gripping the curve of her muscle, Shiori said aloud, "I've grown Tanaka. What you did to me....it sparked something inside." And as her hand found it's way to her chest, lightly cupping her small breast in her hand, Shiori breathed, "and I love it."
A light, high-pitched mewl escaped the small, dark-haired girl deep inside the room.
"My queen..." Tanaka moaned, elongating the name she had given Shiori. "I want to give you everything. There's so much more I can show you."
Shiori heard footsteps approaching the ward. She lightly began to pull the door closed, quickly whispering, "Thursday" through the crack, before shutting it completely and sprinting back to her room, her pink robe now loose as it exposed the front of her.
Her doors remained open as she clamored inside, and pounded the button inside her room to immediately slam the steel shut.
Cameras she thought, as she scrambled to return to her bed. There was an aching inside her, between her legs, as she pulled the bed sheets over her, settling back into her bed. She was aware that the camera existed, but didn't know it was recording every second of the day.
But under the sheets, she was protected.
Shiori's left hand, shot down to the mound between her legs, her bracelet scratching against her belly as it did. She resumed what she had begun the night before, trying to recreate what Tanaka had done for her in those blinding moments outdoors.
The sensitivity of the flesh there forced a gasp from Shiori, as her fingers lightly pressed and rubbed between the lips, reaching deeper to feel a smooth wetness down below. Chills erupted across her flesh, as she clenched her teeth in longing agony, exhaling heavy breaths through her nose.
A sudden jolt of pleasure shot up from her center, forcing Shiori's jaw to drop, a quiet, shuddering murmur pushing out from deep in her throat. Her brown hair rubbed against the pillow, brushing across her eye as her body shifted and squirmed under the sheets.
Eyes.
Eyes on her.
Shiori stopped, her breath continuing to pant in and out. She lay in the pitch black room, knowing the presence had begun to observe her.
The intense longing had given way to fear, as she lay quietly.
She felt the eyes move away, and Shiori sighed a deep breath, pushing her brown hair out of her eyes with her right hand, as she continued to rest against the pillow.
She could feel a change coming; In her body, in the air around her.
Shiori imagined all the things Tanaka would show her, and all the beautiful feelings that awaited.
And she smiled wickedly in the dark as she bided her time.
Chapter 7
****
Wednesday, April 30th. 4:30 pm.
Reina felt the tension in the back of her neck peak, as she searched the footage over and over again. Her right hand acting independantly, performing memorized keystrokes, her left hand clucthing the side of her head, Reina cycled through hour after hour of Shiori's footage.
She exhaled sharply as she realized there was nothing to be gained by pouring over these past few days. Shiori had done nothing of interest. Simply went about her routine, and lay in bed. It seemed different from her recent behavior, but since there was nothing of note to give her a lead on why Shiori's behavior had changed so abruptly these past few days, Reina slumped back in her chair as she sighed, heavily.
Reina thought there was something to the clip that showed Shiori leap out of bed on Monday morning, but without a camera in the hallway, she had no way of knowing if this wasn't just a bathroom break.
A nock on her office door, shot Reina up to her feet.
"Dr. Soho?" the Nurse's small voice whimpered through the door.
"Yes. Yes, I'll be out in a moment."
Reina shut down her system, proving to be nothing but a disappointment, shouldered her bag, and stepped out to see Sarah, the new nurse.
"I'll take it from here, Sarah. Thank you." Reina ordered, curtly.
The doctor entered the lobby area, adminstrative nurses turning their heads expectantly as she strode into the open, flourescent foyer.
Reina turned to greet her 4:45, who seemed to cause a stir among the staff.
It was almost as if they'd never seen a man before. But the doctor remained composed as she motioned for her guest to follow her to her office.
Reina greeted Reiji into her office, as he walked to the chair situated in front of her desk, without acknowledging the doctor.
"What can I help you with, Reiji?" Reina muttered out as she seated herself behind the glass desk, exhaling.
The man looked grim, jaw set tight, heavy highbrows furrowed as he shot a knowing glance back at the doctor.
"Doctor....our time is up."
"I don't understand," Reina fired back, almost expecting the prompting.
Reiji, shifted in his seat, his fitted suit adjusting against his muscled torso.
"There have been....questions floating around. It's time to see what we've come up with."
"What we've come up with? Well then, you tell me, if it's "we" who've been doing this thing."
"Doctor..."
"I'm here every day, Reiji."
"And you must have found something, then?"
Reina looked down at her desk, letting more time than she'd like to pass before Reiji continued...
"Right. Well, Doctor I think it's time we shift our attention to alternative methods."
"No."
"Doctor, this is non-negotiable. An actual search will yield some kind of results."
"Sure, in five years."
"In five years we'll have barely spent the budget you have in the past two."
"So this is about money?"
"Don't treat me like I'm some boy, Reina. You know how much is at stake here."
His speaking her name caught the doctor off guard, as she rubbed her nose, breaking her stare from him.
Reina murmured quietly, "Without any tech to scan for it's frequency.."
"Electormagnetic-sonar has..."
"Without any proven methods that will lead us to it, we have to attempt to re-create what we know used to work."
"Reina..."
"I could feel it Reiji. Before the blast, I could feel it had revealed itself!"
"And now you can't feel anything."
Silence.
Reiji's voice turned softer, "Reina we used to be able to do things we can no longer do; all of us. And for you....well, you still have so much to offer."
"I have this procedure to offer. The institute has fostered these girls, these women into the ones who will bring the blade to us. To US, Reiji, you and I."
"I won't hear anymore of this, Reina."
Reiji stood to leave.
"I'm close Reiji! Something is changing!"
Reiji stopped and turned.
"One more week Doctor," and with that, the man turned and marched out the office door.
Reina realized she'd stood up while trying to call after him, and now that she was alone, hearing nothing but the trees rustling in the wind outside her window, she let her gaze drop.
She noticed her bracelet hidden underneath her lab coat. She pulled the material back, and shifted the long sleeve of her turtleneck back to reveal the tiny silver glint, wishing it would light up. Longing to feel something, anything again.
She pounded her fist into the glass surface of her desk, violently bouncing her keyboard and picture frames up and down, spilling clattering pencils out from her mug.
She felt a slight pain spread into her fist from the impact, and she grabbed her pencil mug, tossing it against the wall to her right. The thing didn't even break.
Reina took a breath, and gritted out a slow sigh as she turned back to her computer.
She opened up her email and addressed a message to "All".
Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow afternoon during free time, I will need all security personel and nursing staff present on the grounds during outdoor time. I will be implementing more rigerous procedures on the patients, and will require all staff to be ready for anything.

Dr. Soho.

*Send*.

Description
Chapter 6
Monday, April 28th, the day after the outburst.
Early Morning

In the deep dark of the windowless chamber, underneath lightly shifting bedsheets, Shiori lie wide awake. Her sleep had been constantly interrupted by startled breaths of her own, that jerked her out of vivid dreams. Having just awakened from an especially immersive dream, Shiori felt her dry eyes staring blankly into the opressive blackness surrounding her. What had surprised her most was the the feeling from the dream had lingered in her awakened state. She remembered flashes of opening a car door, donning a white labcoat, walking quickly across a blacktop parking lot as the sun had barely begun to rise. But now that Shiori was awake, she could still feel an inkling of herself strutting through the lot, an itch in the back of her mind as she felt a presence of herself strutting through an automatically opening glass door.
It was this same itch that had prompted Shiori to hide herself the night before, as she felt eyes watching her from the ceiling. But once she'd felt the sensation leave her, the awareness of someone's eyes turning away, she was able to continue where she'd left off.
Shiori sat up in bed, the memory of these new sensations awakening new breath, a new pulse in her as her body began to fully awaken. The dark made the brush of sheets shifting against her body, the light sound they made, and the low rumble eminating from the ventilation grates heightened, every sense being granted extra impact.
And most of all, this new sense that had begun to tease at her. Like a silent, tiny life form floated just inches from her, yet somehow far away, invisibly reminding her of it's presence; whispering.
"Hello?" Shiori heard herself murmur out into the dark. And without knowing how, Shiori felt comfortable that whatever eyes this secret force had had, they were currently turned away.
Tanaka, Shiori thought, as she flung her bedsheets from her, and excitedly jogged to her iron door.
I have to tell Tanaka about my growth. I have to see her, alone again.
The iron gates zipped open, vertically, then horizontally, hydrolic systems hissing as dim flourescent lights shone into her room, and into her grey eyes. Although the lights remained in "nightlight mode", the sudden burst caused Shiori to squint, as she felt her way along the lefthand wall, attempting to identify any nurses in the corridor. Apparently Shiori had exited her room right as the night shift had left, and before the morning shift had arrived. Apart from the presence she felt in the distance, Shiori knew she had a few moments of alone time as she quickly ran barefoot down the hall, her robe sliding against the wall as she approached room one.
She knocked, then without further prompting, turned the knob at her waist, opening the door just a crack.
"Tanaka" Shiori whispered loudly, and was met with an urgent response.
"Dont'!" a voice echoed from within.
"Don't come in. The camera in the corner records what we do, don't take any steps further."
Shiori halted, longing to enter, to show Tanaka firsthand the incredible change Shiori had undergone.
"I have to see you. I need to show you something."
"We have to be careful, if I know the doctor, she's already on to us. We have to find a way to stop the cameras from recording our behavior." Tanaka demanded in hushed tones from beyond the small crack in the door where Shiori's face lingered.
Shiori turned to see if anyone had arrived in the ward, yet. Recognizing they were alone, Shiori turned back to the door.
"If you can get everyone's attention at free time on Thursday, I can break away and get it done." Shiori whispered.
"How?"
"I'll.....I'll think of something, Tanaka."
"Oh..." Shiori heard Tanaka moan, then take a quick breath in.
"What's wrong?"
"Hearing you say my name, my queen....it's...it reminds me of your mouth on mine."
Shiori's eyes widened, as she checked again to make sure the coast was clear. Her breath had picked up, as her right hand moved on its own to caress her upper thigh, and then clutch at her center through her pink robe.
"I'm....." Shiori studdered as she began to breath heavily. "I want to feel your mouth again, Tanaka."
Shiori heard another sharp intake of breath and a rustle of sheets from deep in the room.
Shiori's left hand hung on the door knob, while her right parted the fabric of her robe, and once her fingers brushed the taught flesh across her abdomen, glided her hand back to her newly developed bottom.
Gripping the curve of her muscle, Shiori said aloud, "I've grown Tanaka. What you did to me....it sparked something inside." And as her hand found it's way to her chest, lightly cupping her small breast in her hand, Shiori breathed, "and I love it."
A light, high-pitched mewl escaped the small, dark-haired girl deep inside the room.
"My queen..." Tanaka moaned, elongating the name she had given Shiori. "I want to give you everything. There's so much more I can show you."
Shiori heard footsteps approaching the ward. She lightly began to pull the door closed, quickly whispering, "Thursday" through the crack, before shutting it completely and sprinting back to her room, her pink robe now loose as it exposed the front of her.
Her doors remained open as she clamored inside, and pounded the button inside her room to immediately slam the steel shut.
Cameras she thought, as she scrambled to return to her bed. There was an aching inside her, between her legs, as she pulled the bed sheets over her, settling back into her bed. She was aware that the camera existed, but didn't know it was recording every second of the day.
But under the sheets, she was protected.
Shiori's left hand, shot down to the mound between her legs, her bracelet scratching against her belly as it did. She resumed what she had begun the night before, trying to recreate what Tanaka had done for her in those blinding moments outdoors.
The sensitivity of the flesh there forced a gasp from Shiori, as her fingers lightly pressed and rubbed between the lips, reaching deeper to feel a smooth wetness down below. Chills erupted across her flesh, as she clenched her teeth in longing agony, exhaling heavy breaths through her nose.
A sudden jolt of pleasure shot up from her center, forcing Shiori's jaw to drop, a quiet, shuddering murmur pushing out from deep in her throat. Her brown hair rubbed against the pillow, brushing across her eye as her body shifted and squirmed under the sheets.
Eyes.
Eyes on her.
Shiori stopped, her breath continuing to pant in and out. She lay in the pitch black room, knowing the presence had begun to observe her.
The intense longing had given way to fear, as she lay quietly.
She felt the eyes move away, and Shiori sighed a deep breath, pushing her brown hair out of her eyes with her right hand, as she continued to rest against the pillow.
She could feel a change coming; In her body, in the air around her.
Shiori imagined all the things Tanaka would show her, and all the beautiful feelings that awaited.
And she smiled wickedly in the dark as she bided her time.
Chapter 7
****
Wednesday, April 30th. 4:30 pm.
Reina felt the tension in the back of her neck peak, as she searched the footage over and over again. Her right hand acting independantly, performing memorized keystrokes, her left hand clucthing the side of her head, Reina cycled through hour after hour of Shiori's footage.
She exhaled sharply as she realized there was nothing to be gained by pouring over these past few days. Shiori had done nothing of interest. Simply went about her routine, and lay in bed. It seemed different from her recent behavior, but since there was nothing of note to give her a lead on why Shiori's behavior had changed so abruptly these past few days, Reina slumped back in her chair as she sighed, heavily.
Reina thought there was something to the clip that showed Shiori leap out of bed on Monday morning, but without a camera in the hallway, she had no way of knowing if this wasn't just a bathroom break.
A nock on her office door, shot Reina up to her feet.
"Dr. Soho?" the Nurse's small voice whimpered through the door.
"Yes. Yes, I'll be out in a moment."
Reina shut down her system, proving to be nothing but a disappointment, shouldered her bag, and stepped out to see Sarah, the new nurse.
"I'll take it from here, Sarah. Thank you." Reina ordered, curtly.
The doctor entered the lobby area, adminstrative nurses turning their heads expectantly as she strode into the open, flourescent foyer.
Reina turned to greet her 4:45, who seemed to cause a stir among the staff.
It was almost as if they'd never seen a man before. But the doctor remained composed as she motioned for her guest to follow her to her office.
Reina greeted Reiji into her office, as he walked to the chair situated in front of her desk, without acknowledging the doctor.
"What can I help you with, Reiji?" Reina muttered out as she seated herself behind the glass desk, exhaling.
The man looked grim, jaw set tight, heavy highbrows furrowed as he shot a knowing glance back at the doctor.
"Doctor....our time is up."
"I don't understand," Reina fired back, almost expecting the prompting.
Reiji, shifted in his seat, his fitted suit adjusting against his muscled torso.
"There have been....questions floating around. It's time to see what we've come up with."
"What we've come up with? Well then, you tell me, if it's "we" who've been doing this thing."
"Doctor..."
"I'm here every day, Reiji."
"And you must have found something, then?"
Reina looked down at her desk, letting more time than she'd like to pass before Reiji continued...
"Right. Well, Doctor I think it's time we shift our attention to alternative methods."
"No."
"Doctor, this is non-negotiable. An actual search will yield some kind of results."
"Sure, in five years."
"In five years we'll have barely spent the budget you have in the past two."
"So this is about money?"
"Don't treat me like I'm some boy, Reina. You know how much is at stake here."
His speaking her name caught the doctor off guard, as she rubbed her nose, breaking her stare from him.
Reina murmured quietly, "Without any tech to scan for it's frequency.."
"Electormagnetic-sonar has..."
"Without any proven methods that will lead us to it, we have to attempt to re-create what we know used to work."
"Reina..."
"I could feel it Reiji. Before the blast, I could feel it had revealed itself!"
"And now you can't feel anything."
Silence.
Reiji's voice turned softer, "Reina we used to be able to do things we can no longer do; all of us. And for you....well, you still have so much to offer."
"I have this procedure to offer. The institute has fostered these girls, these women into the ones who will bring the blade to us. To US, Reiji, you and I."
"I won't hear anymore of this, Reina."
Reiji stood to leave.
"I'm close Reiji! Something is changing!"
Reiji stopped and turned.
"One more week Doctor," and with that, the man turned and marched out the office door.
Reina realized she'd stood up while trying to call after him, and now that she was alone, hearing nothing but the trees rustling in the wind outside her window, she let her gaze drop.
She noticed her bracelet hidden underneath her lab coat. She pulled the material back, and shifted the long sleeve of her turtleneck back to reveal the tiny silver glint, wishing it would light up. Longing to feel something, anything again.
She pounded her fist into the glass surface of her desk, violently bouncing her keyboard and picture frames up and down, spilling clattering pencils out from her mug.
She felt a slight pain spread into her fist from the impact, and she grabbed her pencil mug, tossing it against the wall to her right. The thing didn't even break.
Reina took a breath, and gritted out a slow sigh as she turned back to her computer.
She opened up her email and addressed a message to "All".
Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow afternoon during free time, I will need all security personel and nursing staff present on the grounds during outdoor time. I will be implementing more rigerous procedures on the patients, and will require all staff to be ready for anything.

Dr. Soho.

*Send*.