First Chapter of Painwolf

Pain Wolf
_{If a world is on the precipice}

The life of the thoughtless
- The experimental classes
A cry torn through the silence of the laboratory. It was rare that such a sound penetrated to the ears of the countless patients, even more rare was that it was perceived by them. Mostly it was just a whimper which was heard from those who were called in. A scream was something extraordinary. The wolves looked up, pointed their colorless eyes on the wrought-iron door that is closed with a thud. It was quiet again. There was no conversation among them, they belonged to the class of A-projects. A class that is based the fact that these beings had no knowledge, no character, no parents. They were gene-animals, consisted only of cells, were created by electricity.
But there were other groups in the walls of „Black Hill", how the hairless, white giants call it. But of course not the patients knew that this was the name of their prison.
On the whole there were the classes of A to E. Which means how the prisoners, except those of the class A, understood the closer you are with the sound „Ehh", the better, because then you will have to suffer less pain. The animals of the second class were clones, creatures that were copied from an already living. Those of the third grade were from formed egg cells, which had been implanted in the womb of an animal, so they had already parents.
The animals of the other classes have been bred in the laboratories, or were brought here as prisoners. Depending on how far they were in the class below, means the less powerful tests on them. The patients in the upper classes who had become wise through the various poisons, spoke of it even in the class E would be the freedom and it should all aiming be to reach this class.
This could only work by acting stupidly and trie to show no reaction to the treatments. So the animals often talked often and made plans to escape. But no one has ever managed. Except through the door.
- The thoughtless
The wolves didn't understood the other prisoners, of course not. They did not even understand what it meant to be caught. They were born stupid without knowledge, without character. They had to eke out their existence suspended on tubes, because they did not know what it meant to eat. They did their business where they lay and not like the others in the last corner. They defended themselves not when they were taken away by the whites,  could not understand the cries of the others.
- The door
They also showed no interest in the door, to which all others threw their looks from time to time. The door, it was the chasm into hell, but also the way to freedom. It was made of cast iron and the patients knew they would not penetrate it, if it was not already open.
Too often they had tried to bite through the bars of their prison, which consisted of the same material. They had realized that it doesn't work, had lost their teeth and taken a mouth full of blood with them. When the whites saw them, they probably don't knew what more to do with the blood-stained animals, and so they brought some of them through the door. But many had seen it as a confirmation and then had a rampage with even more force in their cages.
- The death of the badger
A badger was even broken his jaw and the tongue had emerged, but the pain had not killed him and the whites hasn't come for days to fetch him. He was located in a corner and then he was again dismal running up and down. He wasn't able to eat or drink. Blood had mixed with his urine, and after several days he had lain motionless in his cage.
Some day the whites had come and taken him with them. The door was swung open more than usual and the animals had seen that the area behind it was paved with corpses, which were transported in large carts. The dead badger wasn't been paid more attention, they had just thrown him in a high arc on one of the clusters and the door was again shut and locked. For that reason the other animals had ceased their efforts.
The Wolves had looked up but they did not worry about what that meant. Often had the other animals behave strangely that was nothing new for them. So they could not wonder about their behavior because they did not know what it meant to wonder. For days nothing suchlike happened, rats, mice, rabbits, cats, dogs, wild animals such as badgers, weasels, foxes and the wolves were quiet. The latter contented themselves once again in order not to move while the tubes pumped them full of all sorts, and also feed them.
- The wolves and the monkeys
Only the monkeys rioted as ever. They thrust their hands through the bars and pulled out, jumped on and off and make cackled sad noises. The other animals despised them because they had noticed the similarity with the whites long ago, they added far too quickly to their fate when she picked up one, were not biting, not scratching, let it come, as if they are waiting for something.
Although the wolves were doing the same but the other animals knew how much suffering they hat to endure, saw the many scars that would not heal and how helpless they were. These animals knew no big bad wolf, they only know a wolf as a meanly, lean creature which could not defend themselves.
Knew them only with unkempt white hair, which was clotted by faeces and slavia. As beings who were not able to groom itself or to feed themselves - yes, the animals which had gain prudence of the drugs and poisons had compassion for the wolves.
- The room of „not  living"
As all patients also the wolves were taken away regularly by the „airvail", so called the animals, the plastic strips which hung in a different door. For that passage the animals felt even more fear than before the others. Regularly the whimpering behind it trailed away and sawing or scratching noises could be heard, a scraping and a crackling, whistling and whining a rattle and a knock. But all these noises were not alive, because by the „airvails", we entered the room of „ not living".
Yes also the wolves had their way in this direction to beat again and again, but it happened more often to them than to all other animals. Always they come back from their, but then they offered a pathetic sight. The room of „not living", is always left with countless wounds.
- The wounds
The whites did not think of closing again the deep cracks, their needle thin claws inflicted the animals. Nearly every animal had a large hole in his head, especially the one of the upper classes. Only a light bandage and two crossed tapes closed the place, where the skull was removed with a saw blade. Repeatedly when they are came into the operating room it will be thrown open again.
Others came back with in the same way taped eyes, or with deep cuts in the chest, which had been just bad sutured, so they could open up again as needed. The wolves in this regard strike the best oil. They only had the hole which released the brain and a scar where the identification chip was implanted into their neck. Otherwise they only were connected to the tubes, because their treatment was that they were pumped full of different drugs and tinctures. On one hand they should be kept alive on the other hand, awaken the light in them, because through the power of light the door to Paradise should be open.