A/N: Just for anyone who still doesn't know.... uhhh. MOM I MADE IT! Hehe... But I'm having a second one not far from now. Well, I finally got my lazy ass to update. Here y'all go!

I stayed laying down, although I was just slightly propped up by my pillow. My hands on my stomach. I didn't bother looking at the door anymore. I saw about 10 people crowd the tiny 'cell' we were put in. I stole a glance in the other's direction and saw them all looking around in shock.

"Whoa, you guys.... What the hell is this place...?"

"Our room..."

All of them looked at Slam like he was insane. I didn't understand what was so shocking.... Weren't all 'subjects' put in the same room layouts...?

"This looks more like a jail cell than anything..."

I saw Slam motion them towards him. He whispered something to them.

"Ohm has been here all this time for 11 years."

I pretended not to hear, staring straight at the wall opposite me. Gray, rough and plain. As it always was and always will be. I glanced in their direction, not like they could see it. All of them had different expressions while looking at me. I saw a few surprised and shocked faces, two seemed angry, and the other one just had fear and uncertainty in their eyes.

"But, why... Isn't the center supposed to be a helpful place?"

I think that was one of the new kids that arrived 3 or so days ago. He had big brown eyes and black hair. He looked like a tough guy, but his voice and actions gave it away.

"No, Chilled, this just confirmed our suspicions. I'm still wondering how he hasn't gone delirious here..."

One guy among the people laughed. It sounded like a killer clown was getting strangled by a hyena. I heard something like the noise of a slap, the guy was face-palming.

"No, not you Delirious, I meant like... Insane."

I almost chuckled. Almost. They just stood around awkwardly. I finally turned my head properly and somehow, Slam managed to see me stare at him through my mask. He got my message and cleared his throat. Everyone turned towards him.

"So, guys. What exactly are you here for? Ohm... uhh, Isn't exactly comfortable with people, if they're there for no reason."

I believe the guy who technically knocked me out earlier, Sark, spoke up while clapping his hands. 

"So, the real reason why we're here for."

I was a bit surprised when he turned towards me, not gonna lie. He cleared his throat.

"So, Ohm. I came here to apologize for earlier. We weren't meant to hurt each other, and that kinda just went over my head for a second because I was nervous. You know, fear and anger blinds people sometimes... metaphorically."

I smirked, but it wasn't mocking. I, once again, looked in Slam's direction and he turned to them.

"He accepts the apology, but still wants the rematch."

Everyone looks at him, and I think the guy called Max asked.

"How do you know what he wants to say?"

Slam Smirks at them and crosses his arms.

"After sharing a room with him for 9 years, you kind of need to communicate..."

"Shit, man..."

"Indeed."

They looked around awkwardly. I couldn't help but watch them. 

"Hey, I have an Idea, just to break the ice a bit. Y'know. I thought we might introduce ourselves. To you."

I was clearly taken aback by that statement, and my surprise must have showed, because Sark rushed to explain.

"Since we might end up in  the experiment, we might as well get to, uhh, know each other?"

I was about to sigh. I learnt over the past couple of years that it's a bad idea to get close, because if something terrible happens, you will end up broken inside, and that will hang over you forever, unable to be forgotten.

"Well, I'm Sark, I prefer to be called that over my real name."

I nodded at him.

"I'm Chilled."

The new kid waved a bit, he looked a bit shy.

"Minx."

The girl who beat Chilled earlier in the fight showed off her white teeth with a smirk. I like her already.

"The name's Jamie."

I recognized the guy from his brown curls and the British accent.

"Sparklez, preferably."

The guy with teal eyes and a brown fo-hawk stepped forward. I heard a few more introductions go around until The last two people to introduce themselves. I paid more attention to them.

"Nanners, The banana man!"

I heard chuckles around the room. The guy, Nanners, giggled at the end. I'm surprised that for a mature man, he sounded like a strangled dolphin of some sort.

"And Finally, I'm Max."

I looked at the guy with his hair the colour being dangerously close to black. His eyes were almost like Chilled's while his posture screamed 'tough guy'. His expression showed annoyance as he glared at the 'Banana Man'.

"Awe, Come on Maxy, don't be like that!"

I was quite amusing to watch the scene in front of me. Finally, the two calmed down after a very girly wrestling match they had.

"You forgot me!"

Everyone turned to Slam.

"And I'm Slam, The Ohm Translator."

"True."

"Well, I'm pretty sure you don't need introductions, Ohm."

I smirked at Aaron and shook my head. Suddenly, an extremely loud voice shouted a very unexpected phrase.

"WHAT ARE YOU ALL DOING?!"

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Another A/N:

Sorry for this one being so shitty, the next one will have some 'shit going down' in other words... xD