The Laboratory

Chapter 1:
There wasn't a moment to spare.

The Clydesdale had raced through the town, shouting the arrival of the phantoms. The red alarm beacon shone and wailed its siren. The jammers out front were doing their best to cut them back.

"...And rations for a week." she muttered, closing her backpack. The horror stings of phantoms catching a jammer filled the air, one after another until...

"!"

They had found her.

It was too late.

Dusty's pack was ripped off her shoulders and she was shoved forward.

The sound of her hearts fading only made them pound. The sharp smell of chemicals, a jolt of lightning and then.....

The Phantoms had put her in a deep sleep.