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(Ok nice, thank you!)

Monty could hear banging coming from the door, accompanied by a familiar voice as he struggled to keep his eyes open. The woman barely batted an eye as she calmly undid the straps that tied him down, before disappearing out of sight. There was the sounds of cabinets closing and a key being turned every so often. When Monty finally managed to turn his head around, he saw her opening a door at the far end of the room while holding up her hand to a small screen. She did something with the display and from the door behind him came a beep. As soon as it sounded, she left the room. He was left alone, still feeling like he was being put under but not... quite. Had she given him too little? He felt too tired to think it through.
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Rowan kept on banging on the door, but the lack of response and her exhaustion got the best of her. Monty would understand, she thought as she wandered along the halls, looking for anyone who could help her figure out what the hell was going on. And then she felt someone's hand on her shoulder. 
"Come on then, Rowan! You're late!", She turned around. A man with a lab-coat looked at her with a wicked smile. Rowan knew crazy when she saw it, but he seemed awfully confident and he did know her name, which probably shouldn't have been reassuring, but it was. 
"Where are we going? Who are you?" Rowan asked while walking behind the man. 
"Your salvation, but for now you can call me Dr. Lacerta", He grinned. 

Dean eventually fell asleep. 

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(He doesn't have to be THE Lacerta but I'm thinking that could be a code-name the scientists use, but if you want I could make him the Lacerta.. Idk about this character yet. He is batshit, that's about it. 
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(HAHA omg I love him, best quote
you can do whatever!)

(unsure what to write, have you got something planned? otherwise I'll just wing it)
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(Thanks!)

(Not really, just making stuff up as I go. Do as you please!)
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Monty was left alone, listening to an agonizingly slow clock ticking away. The door from where the woman had left opened again and in came two figures, talking quietly to each other. As they got him onto a stretcher and rolled him out into a corridor, he could hear them.
"Why's he in-betweening?" said one.
"That'd be Gora," said the other.
They came to a sudden stop. Monty was faced with a wall, until it disappeared into the floor. They rolled him through into to a very bare room where they put him down. As the wall closed behind him, he was once again left alone.
It took surprisingly little time before he started to regain control of his body. He tried leaning against his arm but fell back, letting out a frustrated growl.
"What the... Hello? Come on... you can't leave me here..." His voice was weak, but he kept at it, gradually gaining strength. "Hey..! Anyone there?"
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(also @alwin )
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(You know what would be neat? Monty getting locked up with Dean's twin)
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(HAHA yes sure, he'd be like "wh00p Dean what's up what they do to you" )
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Rowan was lead into a room, where she was instructed to sit on an operation-table. She was hesitant at first, but then Dr. Lacerta told her it was fine and so she decided to just follow his orders. He was oddly comforting to her. ”Do you like your dress?” He asked as he started washing his hands. ”I know what you’re thinking, red is an odd color. Right?”, He said and dried them off and put on some gloves.”Well, the reasoning behind my choice of color is rather simple. Firstly, it's a marvelous color on you, don’t you think? And secondly, you’re about to bleed quite a lot and I don’t like doing laundry”, He almost laughed as he walked towards her. Rowan hadn’t noticed before that he was holding a scalpel. She wanted to get off the table, but something told her to stay put. Unable to move, she felt the cold blade on her neck.
”It’s fine, it’s a simple procedure.”, He said. Scared out of her mind, Rowan was tearing up. Oh god, what was he doing? It hurt like hell, but she was paralyzed. She couldn’t run away or do anything to protect herself. ”Please, you don’t have do this…” She said. ”Oh please, don’t start crying! See, this is why I like you the least. Well, I don’t like women in general but you are just a piece of work! I’m sorry. I just, I shouldn’t have said that. Smile, Rowan—”, And without thinking twice about it, Rowan smiled. Brighter than she had ever smiled before. ”The worst is yet to come.” 

He was sitting in his usual corner. This was mundane to him - getting locked up in this cell. This cell was only meant for punishment, and while he was a rather well-behaved experiment he did make some mistakes once in a while. But the reasoning behind it at this particular time was odd to him. He had not done anything wrong, so why were they punishing him? Something was off. He could hear the voices of the scientists echoing through the halls, some with excitement, others fearful and even some with guilt.He was just about to fall asleep when the door opened up. He knew better than to approach the people getting inside. He knew there would be consequences if he made physical contact with the staff, and so he kept his distance. But he found it difficult, because they seemed to be bringing in someone. It looked like a human, and when they put it on the floor, he became even more sure of the fact. Why? He asked them. They looked at him, and then at each other. He could hear mumbles in his head before one of them replied. You are not to touch him. Harming the boy is punishable. They said, and left. 
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Monty rolled onto his back and noticed something further away. He squinted at it, strangely unsure about what he saw.
"...Dean?"
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After the procedure, Rowan was ordered to leave. So she did. She was also ordered to not touch her wound, it was covered with bandaids and so she wasn't really eager to rip them off and see what was beneath.
Besides, she pretty much knew already. They had planted something. She didn't know what, but it seemed like a chip of some sort. Maybe to keep track of her, at least that was her theory. She decided to walk back to the place where she had heard Dean. 

He tilted his head in confusion. Unsure of what 'dean' meant, he sat up straight, trying to figure out what he was supposed to do with the human. 
It communicated with sounds, so that meant it was new to the lab. Maybe he was the new experiment? But why would they introduce him to the new experiment? They had never done it before. 
Who are you he communicated via thought to the newcomer. 
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Monty finally managed to prop himself up on his elbow.
"Dean," he repeated, more firmly this time. "Earth to Dean? Hello?"
Something was off. It was more than the way he was acting, he just looked... he looked different.
"Are you alright? Wait... Dean, don't say that they messed with your head?"
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He looked at the boy, he didn’t seem to respond to his signals. Maybe he was only verbal, maybe that was his task? To teach him how to send signals?
But the boy didn’t seem to read minds. And he kept on referring to ‘Dean’, which he was beginning to assume was a name. He had to respond in some way, but using his voice was something he rarely did.
”You experiment?” He asked. It sounded foreign to him, but he didn’t know many words so establishing the boy’s role in it all seemed like a good starter. 
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"Uh, I don't know, you Dean?"
Monty was thoroughly confused and felt to some degree annoyed over the fact that Dean would try to mess with him the first thing he did after they had gotten straight up snatched and drugged. If anything, that sounded like something he would do.
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He was frustrated, the boy seemed thickheaded and didn't tell him anything, but the name Dean. 
"Who is?" He asked. His voice crackling as if he was going through puberty. 
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