The hospital it’s where you go in sick and come out healthy or is it? Im going to tell you how it happened. When I realised hospitals don’t make you better they make you worse.

As I walked in the door of King’s College Hospital it felt strange. There was no one there. I figured I was early , but it was midday, normally the busiest time of the day. As I wandered around the abandoned hospital, i came across a room . A room that was not usally there. I approached the door, my hand held out, just about to touch the handle. Bang! The lights go out. I feel hands grab, cluthching on to me with me with unbelivable strength. I don’t remember much of what happened next.

All I knew was that there was something in that room.

 As my eyes slowly opened  Dazed and a blur, my head feeling numb. I began to sit up and it was then that I realised hospitals don’t make you better they make you worse.

Once my vision was back to normal, I bagan to walk around this massive room, It was then that I looked up. It was like a morgue, rows and rows, stacks and stacks of people just lying there.

Why where they there? I asked my self. I started to do some investigating and what I found was incredble but unbelieveable.

Why? How? I began to look for a way out but when i got back to the place where i entered the door was no longer there. I kept saying to my self that I took a wrong turn or something, but that was never the case.

I figuered that I might as well take a closer look into that room. I once again entered the ‘TESTING ROOM’ but this time I walked further and i saw a man with unbelieveble strength. Was that what cluthed me? How was he that strong?

I began to ask myself, am i still in a hospital? It’s then that I started putting all the peices together. The empty hospital, the lights. Lights never fail in a hospital and a hospital is never empty.

I started looking for a way out again. It was then that I found a air vent just above my head. Maybe it led to the main part of the hospital and I could get out. But as soon as I touched it gas rushed out and i must of been knocked out becouse I could’nt remember what happened next.

I once again woke up dazed and a blur, but this time I felt different, i felt weird. I began to sit up and look at the stacks and stacks of people, I started to wonder where they had all come from, my first thought was that they were all dead with it being a hospital.

But it didn’t turn out that way when suddenly they all sat upright at the same time as if they were being controlled by the same brain.

I analysed it and put it all together, all them people must pf been the patients. It was then that i realised that they all were being controlled something but it wasn’t there brain…

They were being controlled by the man in the box, the box that I hadn’t seen before. As soon as he shouted stand up! we all stood up including myself…

I then realised we had all been cloned, I don’t know what for and i still don’t. I never felt normal after that day. I still don’t.