KIT-KAT Part 2 of The Butcher's Man

The one thing I have learned is words are as powerful as they are intoxicating. Words bring nations together, inspire people to greatness and make children feel safe. Words have serrated edges and can make you wish you were dead as much as you are alive. The single word that comes to mind when I look into the mirror is "Monster" and I hate it. 

Taken from Kit-Kat's journal left at the center.

Kit-Kat was taken to an underground facility by Q and Yeager three nights ago. No matter how many times she woke since, all of it felt surreal. The cell, set up to look like her old room from her old life did little to replace the trapped feeling in her stomach. She paced the cell like a tiger from a small zoo. Back and forth she walked so much so that she could almost see the path she had taken every time.

The door behind her opened to another room. This one was set up to look like a living room. A flat screen TV hung on the wall above a false fireplace. The carpet was white as new fallen snow with a black infinity symbol in the middle of it. There was a black sofa, two glass end tables and a glass coffee table. Each of them had an infinity symbol etched into the logo. Matching iron lamps in the shape of infinity symbols set on the end tables.  Placed on the top of the coffee table was a single remote with a sticky note attached to it saying "Play me".

Kit-Kat picked up the remote and pressed the play button. On the TV was a woman with blond hair wrapped in a bun, wearing a business suit and a fony smile.

"Oh goodie, an infomercial. Just what I need to make life even better," Kit-Kat mumbled.

"Welcome to the Infinity Corporation. My name is Evelyn Star and I'm going to be your guide. First you'll notice that the living quarters that have been provided for you are of the very best quality. They are a gift. Follow the rules and you will receive rewards. Misbehave, and I assure you the consequences will be dire.

Now, you will notice there are 5 doors in the living room. Each door is marked Kitchen, bathroom bedroom and so on. These are now your living quarters. We aren't maids here, we expect you to pick up after yourselves.

Now, last on the list, school starts at 8 am sharp in the living room. We expect you to be on time. Your classmates will join you every morning. There is to be no talking during school time. If you have a question you will just press the small red button on the personalized locator on your hand and it will be answered in a timely fashion.

We here at the Infinity Corporation want your stay with us to be both educational and organized so that you may one day rejoin the world outside these walls. Every person here is just like you, a skin-walker. In order to discover a cure for the disorder, you will be subject to regular injections and a series of tests. In the mean time, settle in and relax. You're with Infinity now, and there is no turning back."

The infomercial ended and the doors opened to the other rooms. In the other bedroom was a boy who appeared to be about 17. He had dark circles around his eyes, like he hadn't slept and straight shaggy hair and pale skin.

"I'm Anthony, Tony for short. I'm supposed to introduce myself," he said then he disappeared back into his room and shut the door.

Kit-Kat remained quiet, motionless...unsure of what had happened and where she was. When she woke, she was sure she had been given to a military lab of some sort. The Infinity Corporation was a household name. They discovered the cure for some, if not most common illnesses and were responsible for the use of environmentally safe products in just about every house hold in the world.

She walked to the sofa, lost and alone, longing to go home or at the very least where she considered home to be. The hunters who took her in and saved her life had dropped her off to be used as a lab rat.

"Hey, Tony is it? Can you please tell me what's going on here?" she yelled through the door.

Silence. Nothing. Not even a whispered hush came from behind the door. She pounded on the door for a minute, when that didn't work...she started to sing at the top of her lungs. "This is the most annoying song, it goes on and on and on. It gets stuck in your head, even when your in bed here we go again. Second verse same as the first."

The opened, Tony stood behind it with a smirk on his face. "Are you finished being annoying yet?"

Kit-Kat smiled,"I'm Kit-Kat. Kat for short. Can you answer any of my questions?"

"See that, press it and they'll answer all the questions you have," he said pointing to the small personalized locator. "Didn't you watch the video?"

"I did, but it was more like an infomercial than anything else and it didn't tell me where I am," she told him.

"Yeah, I know. And no, I don't know where we are or how to leave. Oh and as far as everyone you knew before you came here, they think you're dead. These people don't mess around. There's even a video of your funeral if you want to see it," Tony said.

"Oh my god, morbid anyone?" Kat said.

"Yeah, well just wait until you break a rule and get caught. They're thorough if not anything else. Now can I go take a shower and veg without any more songs?" Tony asked.

"I don't care," she said.

Kat raised her eyebrows when he walked past her in nothing but a towel.  'Kind of cute. A little annoying but cute.'  she thought.

She sat on the sofa and stared at nothing all the while thinking, "I want to go home. I want to be with Shaxe. What did I do that was so wrong? Is Q mad at me?"

So many thoughts raced through her mind. Pleasant walls...still a cage. All of it was horrible and fascinating at the same time.