So, this is the first time I've written a story in over a year. I'm sorry if any of the parts seem a bit stressed, 'cause I was trying hard to get myself back into the swing of writing again. So any form of critiquing is welcome, because I'm very sure that I need it.
Just a few notes in case anyone gets confused: I won't be mentioning the girl's name until the end of chapter one. And the location of the story is in a science lab. I have a hard time describing medical things... I even had a hard time describing how to say "medical things" so if anyone can help me out with that, please and thank you.
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Prologue:

Floating, just floating, forever in oblivion. All her life she had spent floating in the endless dome that was her mind. No destination, no reason, just aimlessly she would explore every corner of the unknown depths. She couldn’t wake from the unconscious state, some unrecognizable force kept her from doing so. It was forbidden for her to awaken. For her to wake from the state would mean the end of all research.

What was the research? She didn’t know. Although, she did know that someone -no, not just someone, some people- was watching her. Keeping eyes on her every movement, her thoughts, her feelings, even her soul. She was just an open book to observe. If she was mad, they could tell. Then they’d fix it, she’d be just fine in a matter of minutes. If she felt weak, they would panic, they would do everything they could to help her. They did all they could to keep her stable, so she wouldn’t mess up whatever they were studying her for.

She could hear them talking. Their voices were muffled, unclear, as they exchanged reports on her. At least, she thought they were about her, as they’d often talk while near her. The voices had more clarity than others, she only concluded that they were further away. Nevertheless, she was just a simple life form to them, just a piece of the puzzle that might, or might not, fit into the big picture.

Constantly she could feel a strange liquid surrounding her. It wasn’t water, no. It was thicker, and stickier. At times it would go from lukewarm to scorching hot, then to ice cold. It was confusing, it made her brain hurt. She had a feeling it was just for more research, to see how she’d react to the changing temperatures. Sometimes, the liquid would choke her, but then a gust of air would be pushed down her throat by force through some sort of tube. To her, it felt so unnatural, it hurt.

The strange air tube, it wasn’t the only thing that had been inserted into her body. There were wires, tons of them, hooked up all over her body. Probes were attached to her temples, and needles were hooked into her arms and feet. Every once and while, she would be released from the strange fluids, and have the needles replaced, then she’d be submerged once again.

All in all, she was all alone. There was no one else with her in the liquid that she was constantly surrounded by. She would look back at times before she was placed in this strange place. However, she couldn’t, and for one simple reason: any memories, any past she had, it was all a blur to her, as if a life before the current time never existed.

So she floated. Up, down, up, down, constantly with no stopping. For how long did she stay like that? She wasn’t sure, as she had no sense of time, day, or year. Her days were spent just like that, surrounded by the strange liquid, and listening to the musings of the voices, even if she couldn’t understand them.

It stayed like that, until one day the unthinkable happened. A flicker of presence, like a candle flame, lit in the back of her mind. It was small and weak, but it was there, and it gave warmth she never felt before. She knew she wasn’t alone like she’d originally thought.