"SO...WHO'RE WE WAITING FOR?" Marlene asked as she sat with the recruiter on a park bench, every now and then having to scare off some birds that landed near them. She was allowed to leave the station once she gave a description on who 'attacked' her husband. Of course, she had to make up one, so she went for a Bradley Cooper looking guy that she saw earlier on at the hospital. Poor guy.

"A man by the name of Ajax. He's going to help your problem."

"Hows this going to work exactly? How much do I have to pay for this?" She questioned, not noticing the British twat coming up beside her.

"You don't have to pay Mrs Kinnzel, this is all for the future."

"Oh, my batman! You scared the crap outta me." Marlene jumped up from the bench and straightened out her crinkled skirt. She turned her head and slowly lifted it up to see the face of the man who scared the shit out of her. He looked like a typical British guy. A bit creepy, but still British. "The future? What future? I have no future if you can't help me."

"You suffer from Leukaemia, correct? How long have you got?" The tall bold man asked.

"A month, two at the most."

"I'm sure we can cure it with our methods. Though, there could be a problem."

"What is it?!" Marlene asked frantically, basically grabbing the mans coat. The recruiter came up behind her and pried off her fingers.

"It's not exactly legal Mrs Kinnzel." The suited man stated, putting his hands joined infront of him in a formal manner.

"How much not legal?"

"Very illegal."

The dying woman sucked in a breath as she turned around away from the men and reviewed her options.

'Do it, we need to live!' The voice shouted at her.

"But what about it being illegal?" She asked aloud to the voice. Ajax and the recruiter shared confused looks as they watched her.

'Who gives a fuck about it being illegal? If we get it and live, it'll all be worth it.' It argued back at her. Marlene sighed and turned back to the men.

"I'll do it."

Marlene was taken to a warehouse that looked like it was home to a bunch of homeless people and was then strapped into a gurney. She tried to look infront of her by tilting her head back and forcing her eyes to look up as far as they could go, but it only resulted in them aching. The sudden noise of the double doors opening by her head startled her as she was wheeled into a room full of other patients. If you could call them that.

The surroundings were dark and people were screaming in agony. Marlene instantly regretted giving in to the voice as she was pushed into a small area with a curtain. Once she was left alone, she whispered to it.

"This is all your fault."

'No it isn't, it's yours. I'm part of your conscience, which means you are to blame for thinking of coming here in the first place.'

"I hate you."

"Oh, but we haven't even got started yet sweetheart." Ajax said. Marlene turned her head and saw that Ajax was by the open plastic curtains.

"I wasn't talking to you." She argued and dropped her head back down on the pillow.

"So who were you talking to then? There's no-one on the other side of that curtain and we're the only ones here right now." He smirked, getting closer.

"I was talking to the voice in my head. She gets very annoying, won't shut up."

'Hey!'

"Oh be quiet, you stupid imaginary thing that's inside my head."

Ajax intrigued, sat down and leaned forwards. Hiding a syringe behind his back. "How long have you had this voice?"

"Well that's ironic. I'm suppose to be the psychiatrist and here you are, evaluating me." She smirked, turning her head to face Ajax with a big sarcastic grin. "Can't tell you. If I did, I'd have to kill ya."

"I'm sure it's not that bad. Your secret is safe with me." He replied with a fake smile, but Marlene didn't know that.

'Tell him. Make him fear us.'

"She came to me when I murdered my husband, and that bitch who was sleeping with him after I got home from the hospital."

Ajax was taken aback at first, but then his face grew into a large evil smile. "It takes guts for a woman to kill her own husband. You'll fit right in here. Now I just have to put this in you system to help with the treatment. You don't mind do you? No, of course you don't." He then got up from the seat and inserted the yellowish liquid into the drip that he had now attached her to. He backed away when a woman came in. "Ah, Angel. Take Mrs Kinnzel for her treatment. I'm thinking a nice bath."

Marlene looked at the woman -Angel as Ajax had addressed- as she walked closer. Angel bent over the sick woman and tightened the straps around her arms, which earned a discomforted grunt from Marlene. 

"What are you doing?!" She shouted at the masculine woman as she pushed her out of the room on the gurney.

"Taking you to treatment." Was all the woman said.

The tub that was in front of her, was not what Marlene had been expecting. When Ajax had said a nice bath, she thought it would be all warm with bubbles and relaxing candles, but no. In front of her was a large metal container with big chunks of ice floating on the surface. As the gurney was pushed closer, she could see what would be happening to her in the next few minutes as she watched a woman get dragged out of it and then thrown onto her own gurney.

'We're screwed.'

"Yep."

Angel took no notice of the random out loud speaking the blonde woman was doing however and pulled off the straps with one quick movement. Marlene shot up and tried to get away, but was grabbed and securely trapped in the manly woman's arms.

"You need a wash, you stink. How 'bout you go in there instead?" Marlene tried to persuade in a joking manner as she was pushed closer to the freezing water.

"You have no idea what's going on do you?" The British wanker spoke up as he entered the room.

"No, I don't. So please tell me what the fuck is going on!" She shouted, struggling in Angel's grip.

"We're going to cure you." he replied vaguely.

"What, by freezing me to death? I don't want to end up like Mister Freeze thank you very much."

"It won't kill you. We just have to trigger a mutation inside of you. For all we know, you could end up like Mister freeze."

'Mutation?' The imaginary voice asked.

Marlene had no time to comment as she was forcefully stripped down to her underwear and into the tub. Her toes instantly froze as soon as they hit the water and she tried to recoil, but Angel's grip couldn't be shaken off. After a futile struggle to get out, she gave up when a metal lid was moved over the top of the container. Her teeth were chattering and her body was shaking, trying to keep warm. All she could think was:

When will I get out of here?