The blaring sirens could still be heard in the distance, the metal door yanked open by the intruder as the doctor quickly backed up in fear. He raised his hands up in surrender, desperately fearing for his life as he nervously stared at the large shotgun.
The doctor noticed there were two intruders when the door closed again, they were disguised as WICKED guards. Black armed uniforms, blending in with their surroundings with their tinted helmets.
"Back up." The intruder's voice threatened, still aiming the WICKED shotgun at him as he determinedly stepped forward.
The doctor continued retreating backwards, stopping when he reached the wall against his back as he cowered in fear.
He saw the other intruder quickly lock the door then silently stand behind his friend, watching the scene before him.
"Tell me where she is." The intruder threatened again, stepping closer to him as he pointed towards the charts containing subject A1 with the large shotgun before pointing back at him.
He couldn't speak, frozen and mute in fear as silent tension filled the air. The intruder's grip on the WICKED shotgun tighten and slight sound of gritted teeth could be heard.
"Where is she!" The intruder shouted, angrily as he bought the large shotgun closer to his face. "Where is she!"
The doctor cowered further into the wall, his eyes flicking to the curtain on the left as the words were clogged in his throat.
The intruder's head snapped to the curtain, quickly passing the large shotgun to his friend as he yanked the curtain away, revealing the girl. The other intruder determinedly aimed the gun to his face, his gaze fixated on him as he stepped closer.
The doctor saw the intruder frozen still for a few minutes at the sight of subject A1, standing motionlessly until he slowly walked towards her bed. They must know each other.
He noticed the intruder softly caressing her cheek with his gloved hand then gently cradled her face in concern. The intruder's hands clenched into fists, his gaze on her sleeping face as he slowly let her go.
"Make her wake up...." He spoke angrily, intently staring at the girl but his words directed towards the scared doctor.
"Do it now." The other intruder threatened, loudly as he tightened his grip on the large shotgun.
The doctor slowly walked to the medical supplies, his body shaking in fear as he felt the shotgun following him. He nervously grabbed the necessary injection, hyper aware of both intruder's intense gazes on him as he approached the sleeping girl.
The needle safely entered her limp arm. He stepped backwards once he was done as one of the intruders quickly tied his hands together, shoving him into the wall.
Loud hurried footsteps and voices were suddenly heard approaching down the hall as the intruders frantically barricaded the door with the metal table.
"We need to leave now." The intruder spoke, loudly as he instinctively aimed the WICKED shotgun at the door.
The other intruder quickly looked around the room, his gaze landing on the window before grabbing a stool and smashing it against the glass. Shards of broken glass sprinkled across the ground as the rapid banging of the door started, probably actual WICKED guards.
The intruder scooped the girl into his arms, her head resting against his chest as he protectively tightened his hold on her.
"Come on! Go!" He shouted, climbing over the window and making sure not to drop the girl as he watched his friend also jump over. They quickly ran through the metal door in the other room, leaving the tied up doctor and the swarm of WICKED guards that just broke through their barricade.
"Shut the main vault door to all exits." A man spoke to his net radio, angrily as he merged out the crowd of WICKED guards. All exits leading towards the outside world began closing, preventing anyone inside escaping the building as a sick smirk grew on the man's face.
"They won't be able to escape. Good luck trying, Thomas." Janson sneered, loudly as he stared at the broken window. Those immunes were unaware that they were now trapped within WICKED.
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