Lab Forged: The Shifter Experiment - Book One by Eliza Blacklock

Author:Eliza Blacklock [Blacklock, Eliza]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blacklock Books
Published: 2021-10-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Two

Frustration gripped Jackson as he flowed lithely through the air duct system. Moving fast helped. A large round pipe split off to the left and he leapt neatly up into it without slowing down. He was getting used to the agility his new body possessed. It was exhilarating. Thinking of this form as his new body helped him get past some of the anxiety he was feeling about shifting. If he tried, and he couldn’t do it, then it was fine. He liked being a squirrel. It was almost fun.

What wasn’t fun was not being able to communicate.

He hadn’t really thought about it over the last few weeks. There hadn’t been anyone to talk to anyway, and keeping as quiet as possible was keeping him undetected and alive.

The pipe he was running down was slippery and extremely dark. He knew he should probably slow down in case there was an unexpected turn, but this route was familiar. He knew all the courses the ventilation system could provide. Jackson had spent weeks running up and down his own private highway and had the entire air system memorised. He’d always been good at memorising patterns, but his new squirrel brain absorbed the information to an extent he found fascinating. Maybe it was something to do with memorising where nuts were buried. When he finally got out of here, he was going to read up on squirrel behaviour.

He slowed to a quick scamper, not even out of breath from running for so long. The stamina he’d gained was truly amazing, he’d been useless at running when human. Claws clicking quietly on the metal, he crept to a vent and peered through. This one was set high up in the wall and gave a great view of the room below. Spread out below was an impressive array of surveillance equipment. There was a man lounging in a wheelie-chair reading a book when he should have been watching the flickering screens. It was almost a crime how much money had been invested in the equipment here, and how little in getting quality people to man it. Still, their incompetence was only ever going to go in the captive’s favour.

It took only a few seconds to locate the camera in the bedroom he’d just come from. The occupants had moved to sit on the beds and were chatting. Were they talking about him? Jackson hoped they were. They hadn’t even realised he was alive, but he’d had been watching them for weeks, both on these screens and through vents and grids whenever he could. He felt closer to them than he figured he should. They had no idea, but he already considered them his friends. That was sad, he knew. He’d had friends before all this. Before the prison. But they had all been online friends. Jackson didn’t exactly gel well with people in person. Prison life had made that even more apparent.

Charlotte was the prettiest girl who had ever paid attention to him, and he saw how understanding she was with the others.

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