Clone

I woke up on a cold metal table, I’m wearing nothing but a sheet of cloth which barley does it job, my red head curling around my shoulders. I must of passed out before, it wouldn't of been for the first time. That’s when I hear it, that unmistakable sound of the machine turning on, Oh God please not again.

They have injected me with some kind of drug which stops me from using my pscionic powers; it somehow turns off the chromosome which causes it. I lye helplessly on the table unable to move, pain is the only thing which is keeping me alive.
And then it begins.

My body spasms, my back arches, I can feel the pain endlessly crawling up my spine into my brain. The burning sensation increases in my skull burning into the back of my eyes. You can’t physically see what they are doing to me, but oh I know. There cloning my DNA structure, every gene, chromosome and genetic code becoming unlocked to them. They are trying to find that one chromosome which makes me...Well me.

My heart rate increases, the sweat begins to roll down my body, my eyes frantically search for something anything to stop this nightmare. The pain dies down, its bearable I take in my surroundings just plan grey room and a single mirror, which I guess is a double way mirror. Straining my ears I can hear muffled voices and then the door opens.

My jaw drops open, how did they do this? I’m staring at a woman...wait no I’m staring at me...my clone; they did it...Oh dear God what have they done! And then the world is black.