<i>Bright light now... Blinding even, so much so that Helga had to squint in order to see and all she saw were the silhouettes gathered around her. It was cold... very cold, she felt naked...<br/>
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"Ist sie nicht erstaunlich, Kommandant?" She heard, though didn't understand. The voice sounded eager.<br/>
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"Ich kaum sehen den Sinn dieser, Arzt ..." came another man's voice, he sounded irritated. As if he felt he were wasting his time.<br/>
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"Unsere eigenen Leute entdeckten sie, sah sie fallen und brechen ihre beiden Beine, sondern aufstehen, als ob es nichts wäre." Amazement and excitement<br/>
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"Das ist unmöglich." Skeptical disbelief.<br/>
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"Wh-... where am I...?" A woman's voice came, weakly though they ignored it.<br/>
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"Es ist wahr, haben die Thommies eine Person, die in hundert mal schneller als ein normaler Mensch tut heilt gemacht." came the reply, as if the man could scarcely believe what he was saying himself.<br/>
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"Warum geben diese Fähigkeit bis zu einem gewissen Mädchen?" It sounded as though cautious belief was taking over.<br/>
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"Wer weiß? Wenn wir die Quelle hinter einer solchen Fähigkeit entdecken--" He was interrupted by the second voice.<br/>
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Helga tried to move her arms and legs, they felt immobile though not unmoving. She felt restrained, strapped to something cold with her arms beside her body.<br/>
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"Es könnte für des Führers Soldaten eingesetzt werden." It was a statement and a realization behind what the other man had been getting at.<br/>
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"Genau. Ich habe Ihre Zustimmung vorgehen?"<br/>
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"Tatsächlich Arzt."<br/>
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A scraping of metal then, the second figure was gone as the first remained and had begun singing merrily to himself as he stood over her brandishing something that glinted in the light.<br/>
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"Please... let me go..." The voice from before said, as if it were afraid.<br/>
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The figure didn't bother listening to it as it leaned down and pressed the cold metal to the skin of her abdomen. A small pain... then it began to grow and grow until it were taking over Helga's senses. Screaming then, someone was screaming very loudly. Helga realized it was her that was shrieking.</i><br/><br/>Waking with a start she looked around herself, panting as she woke panicked from the dream. Wild eyes flew around the training room, though she vaguely remembered how she had gotten there. Lying in a pile of wet ash, burnt clothing and tangled limbs, she realized she had blacked out again. Something had stopped her though, she remembered that much.<br/><br/>The rest was a blur... walking in the house though how she got there seemed to be lost to foggy memory. Looking down at herself she saw a burnt jacket, bare feet and a shirt that seemed intact enough. Above the shoes were bare legs covered in soot  and the burnt edges of her pants around her thighs. Looking down at her arms it was the same, the jacket looked like it was barely holding together.<br/><br/>Slowly and cautiously standing up, she slowly stumbled to the door of the training room. She felt groggy and weak, as if she had just run miles. Even with that feeling though her feet kept moving and she managed to keep them that way as she made her way out of the enclosed room. By the time she was pulling on the door handle and walking in to the hallway her energy had some how returned.<br/><br/>The house seemed somewhat familiar though it was lost on her where it was, walking through the hallway. The touch of food's aroma began to tickle at her nostrils over the smell of burnt clothing. Running a hand through her hair, oddly enough it seemed the only part of her untouched by... whatever had burned her clothing. Same with her skin, other than the soot.<br/><br/>Walking towards the smell she came in to a kitchen filled with people, people whose faces she didn't recognize. There were a couple that made her feel strange, the one cooking, a tall man made her feel hostility. It was odd though, she had no recollection of why she would feel this way towards this fellow. There was a woman on the ground on all fours like a cat and almost naked, a young lady with long snake appendages coming out her back and another short and thin one with red eyes and pale skin.<br/><br/>The red eyed one asked for cigarettes and instinctively Helga reached for her chest pocket. Amazingly enough she found a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. The short one spoke of how she needed one and Helga knew the feeling, she swore she was in desperate need of one herself though she could scarcely remember why. Taking two from the pack and putting them to her lips and lighting them both before she plucked one and offered it to the shorter woman.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">Listen uh... I seem to be out of sorts an' I 'ave no bloody idea where I am... Name's Helga if it please ya.</span>" She spoke to the shorter woman but the way she didn't specifically mention anyone, the statement was left open ended to anyone who cared to answer or speak to her. It would be clear by the way she looked at everyone that she didn't remember any of them, "<span style="color: purple">'Ey Mate, might a poor gal grab some of what yer cookin' there? Smells pretty poppin' good.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>