[ WP ] Canada becomes suspiciously enthusiastic about people immigrating up from the US ...

The flickering of the dim florescent lights illuminated the room as Thalia stared with emotionless eyes at the ceiling, while the ticking of a clock sounded in the distance. She couldn ’ t remember how long she had been there, and she lost all interest in figuring it out. Nothing seemed to matter anymore, ever since he was taken from her. 
 “ 23,996... 23,997…23,998…. 23,999…24,000. ” Thalia sighed “ There are 24,000 holes in the ceiling. ” She whispered to herself, with a momentary lapse of sanity uncontrollable laughter bubbled up escaping her lips. The episode lasted for several minutes before subsiding into a soft sobbing, they had been so close to fleeing the country. 
 “ Oi! Up with you, time to see the Doctor. ” The asylums guard demanded banging on the visitation window. Thalia ’ s bitten, bloody nails dug into her mattress gritting her teeth. Sitting up she swung her legs over the side of the bed. Raising her hands above her head she stood up stretching her stiff muscles, she could feel the burn gaze of the Guard scanning her naked body. 
 “ Hurry it up would you, the Doctor has requested you showered and groomed before you see him. ” He grinned with a crooked smile, what was left of his teeth blackened and decayed. Thalia walked out the door he held. She passed a long hall of rooms that resembled her own, male and female alike and everyone stir crazy and nude. Women ’ s screaming muffled by the padded rooms and men punching or banging their heads against the hard stone wall. 
 She walked through the dark shower room and covered her stinging eyes as the motion sense lights blinded her. The guard walked in behind her and turned on the hot water; striding to a cabinet he unlocked it pulling out a bar of soap, washcloth, towel and razor. Thalia reached out her hand expectantly, the guard ’ s expression morphed into a dangerous glare. 
 “ You best be putting those hands at your sides darling, new rule. You stand there and keep your mouth shut while I bath you. The last bitch tried to slit my throat with a razor, I ’ m not falling for that shit again. ” Thalia nodded turning her back to him stepping into the welcoming spray of the hot water, she moaned she had since forgotten what it felt like to shower. Turning around she saw the Guard ’ s impatient glaring, her shoulders slouched stepping out of the water towards him. 
 His glare extinguished, lust sparking in his dark brown eyes as he skimmed her body. Wetting the washcloth, he lathered a generous amount before slowly taking the soapy cloth to her skin. Closing her eyes, she thought back to the first time she had really made a connection with Him, after her chip malfunctioned. 
 Gray clouds swirled in the sky, lightning flashed illuminating the street in 3 second intervals. They had just successfully pulled off their first supply run, avoiding the Canadian forces that patrolled the streets at night. They brought their car to a slow stop in front of their camp in the middle of the woods, where they had built a cabin with others like them. Others whose chips had malfunctioned, those who were aware of the corrupt society the word was becoming. 
 He hopped out of the truck excited about the spoils they had acquired. 
 “ Thalia! You were amazing, I have never seen anyone handle the husks the way you did! They thought you were one of them. ” 
 “ Oh stop it Jeremy, it was nothing. ” Thalia blushed starring at her feet shyly. He stepped closer to her tilting her chin up to look into his eyes. 
 “ I ’ m serious. Don ’ t sell yourself short, Thalia you are the most amazing woman I ’ ve ever met. ” He whispered stroking her cheek with his thumb, Thalia gazed into his glacial blue eyes and her heart seem to pound in her throat. 
 “ You…really think so? ” She asked hesitantly making no effort to pull away from him. Nodding Jeremy put his hands on either side of her face and leaned in pressing his lips to hers. Thalia melted into him winding her arms around his neck deepening the kiss. His tongue swept across her bottom lip requesting entry, she parted her mouth slightly her tongue darting out to entwine with his passionately. 
 
 “ Hey! Are you even listening to me? ” The guard demanded snapping his fingers in front of her face. Thalia blinked a few times snapping back to reality. 
 “ Huh? ” She asked confused looking up at him. He huffed annoyed shaking the towel out in front of her. 
 “ I said dry off damn it before we ’ re late. The Doctor doesn ’ t like to be kept waiting. ” He repeated throwing the towel at her, she began drying herself as slow as she possibly could just to piss him off more. Once she was dry he pointed her in the direction they were headed and she walked in front of him like instructed. 
 How had the world gotten so fucked up? Thalia thought her bare feet thudding on the linoleum floor. Damn the scientist who invented the chip. Research plans were discovered that dated back 50 years of the chip ’ s design. The chip was designed to be implanted into the human brain that shut off a person ’ s free will, and was replaced by programming that controlled every aspect of a person ’ s life. The United States had been secretly taking over the world, one Canadian at a time. The chip was made to make people obey the government ’ s commands, to take up arms to infiltrate other countries for world domination. 
 It 2016 was the year of the new President, when the United States had turned into a tyranny. The people were given a false sense of security by the Prime Minister of Canada, warmly welcoming anyone who wished to escape. Little did they know it was a trap, lured into the main testing ground for the chip. This wasn ’ t the first time she had been experimented on, when she first entered Canada with her parents she had been implanted though she didn ’ t remember how. 
 Thalia had subconsciously been aware of the chip ’ s programing without being able to do anything about it, that was until Jeremy came along. It was Jeremy that helped bring her consciousness forward, destroying the functionality of the chip giving Thalia control over her body again. Her heart thudded painfully in her chest when she thought of him. He was the love of her life, and she ’ d never see him again. She was meant to spend the rest of her days as a lab rat, while the “ doctor ” tried to figure out how to prevent the sub conscious regaining control over the body. 
 Thalia neared the end of the hallway, she squared her shoulders and marched into the testing room. She stopped on the yellow line like she had been instructed to many times, glaring daggers into the back of the man responsible for all her heart ache. The man leading the chip epidemic, the one who prodded in her brain constantly trying to break her and find answers. The guard cleared his throat announcing their arrival, the “ doctor ” pivoted in their direction his glossy white lab coat whipping around him. 
 With a huge grin he strode over to them, his black dress shoes clonking on the cement floor. He stroked the side of her cheek, turning her face left and right inspecting her. 
 “ Hello Thalia, glad to see you ’ ve recovered from last week ’ s procedure. ” That wide smile void of all emotion remained plastered on his face. With eyes that matched his own she glared up at him 
 “ Hello, Father. ” 

