The never ending story

I tripped and fell. I tumbled down the stairs, breaking both my legs. When the dust settled, there I was, laying in a crippled tangle of limbs. Susan walked down the stairs. Should stood over me looking down, directly into my soul. SPLASH! She turned into a Gremlin right before my eyes!

 

Susan Boyle's gremlin form was even more revolting than her human form. In any case, it started chewing on my foot. I knew that was happening because I SAW her doing it, but didn't feel anything due to my advanced case of leprosy.
I started to drag my deformed body towards the door, and found the sculpture of a mighty greek god with an enormus phallus. Taking the statue by the phallus, I hit the Boyle gremlin in the head until it/she was unconscious and bleeding pretty profusely....
Now I could escape.

 

I crawled towards the door but just as I reached it it swung open hitting me on the side of my face. A blur filled my vision and the ringing in my ears sounded like an air raid siren.

The lights were very bright as I opened my eyes and as I glanced around the room I could see nobody. Unable to move I looked down at myself to find I was strapped to a long this stainless steel table; I had lost alot of blood and it had started to steep onto the clean white polished floor.

 

A soft hum like electricity filled my ears and I was aware that apart from this I was surrounded by complete silence. Calling out I spat blood and it's warm sticky drool ran uncomfortably down my cheeks.

"Hello?" I called again "what the f...."

I literally couldn't carry on talking. To speak made my throat burn and rather than shouting I was merely croaking an inaudible nonsense into the void.

The hum was increasing, taking on the quality of depth I couldn't place until I realised I was dying. Drifting in and out, tiring and defocusing I became increasingly aware of the presence of others around me...

 

Everything was becoming clearer, I knew that I wasn't alone, maybe there was someone else, there had to be! I hate everyone, but in that moment I couldn't stop thinking about how lonely and weak I was, I was about to dissapear in the loneliness of the picture, but.. surprise! I heard some people talking: "It went well..." "His reactions were...".

I was trying not to die when some people entered and took me to a room, I was told by the scientists that were there that apparently, It was all an experiment, it seemed like a huge cliche to me, the situation was too perfect, I mean, the idea has been done a millon times before! I'm not an idiot!

Suddenly I started feeling better, I could think clearly, but I didn't want them to know that, so I kept acting like an idiot. After some time they started talking to me again, but what thay said kept me completly frozen: "You can't fool us, or to be more precise, you can't fool yourself", what did it mean? Did they know I was better? Is this all a hallucination? In that precise moment I passed out.

What kind of things will await for me when I wake up?