Katies perspective

The man lowered the helmet and everything went black again. Her nose was held close, and Katie opened her mouth to breath. Stupid! She had forgotten the gag.

Wait, she wasn't really stupid right? She couldn't be. 3,1415....92... 92... no way...92... 92... 6543. Yeah, that was right. Or could she do more? How many numbers were there? Thinking was hard. Was it always this hard?

'Warning. Reducing IQ below 60 will result in permanent brain damage. Do you still want to proceed?'

That voice again. Where was it coming from? What did proceed even mean? No, wait. Brain damage, that was bad. She didn't want brain damage.

'Activating further IQ reduction. Start reducing IQ to 20 in 5... 4...'

Katie tried to scream again. 20 was really low. And thinking already hurt her head so much.

'3...2...1. IQ reduction has started.'

The buzzing began again.

'70/80, subject responds well to reprogramming.'

No, this can't be happening. Katie tried to fight. But against what? She couln't remember who did this? Couln't understand how or what was happening anymore.

'60/80.'

The helmet was lifted off her head. She couls see a man in a white dress walked to her. Had she seen this man before? She had a feeling she knew him. But it wasn't her daddy.

'Katie, can you understand what I'm saying?'

She started crying. 'Who are you? Where is my daddy?'

The man whiped away her tears. 'Come Katie, daddy is waiting for you.'