REANIMATION

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ACT 2 - REANIMATION
Building on the outskirts of Blackwood, SK

To our dear employees

The recent batch was a failure. The batch before them had taken an unexpectedly long time to finish their procedures, which caused a stunt in our usual schedule. Our next course of action is to find more room for cells. Also, we probably need a replacement for Ward and Renfield.

We will figure out a course of action in case this happens again that does not involve having to terminate the subjects. Maybe we'll browse through the archives. There may be things we can use as vessels down there.


Clean up the courtyard first.


For Prosperity
Noel

P.S - Please tell Sec. Davies and Martin to come to my office. I would like to talk.



The chaos that Batch 47 had caused in the facility abruptly ended minutes ago. The subjects and the employees attempting to subdue them have suddenly been silenced. The commotion of loud sirens had turned into a choir of organized murmurs.

The corpses of the four subjects are still on the ground, their carmine blood pooling onto the gravelly path. The claret stains stick out like sore thumbs amongst the milky, white snow and the ashen, rough gray concrete.

The bodies of 02 and 04 lay silent on the gravel, their hands remaining interlocked even after death. Their irises grow cloudier by the minute. 04's body remains on top of 02's, giving the false impression that they're staring into each other's eyes.


Till death do they part.


01 and 03's bodies are farther apart from the rest of the roadkill. Both of which are close to the gate, with 03's body past it. 01's face is locked into a shocked expression, blood circling the exit wound.

03's body has a face not expressing shock but a rather pensive expression. Tears were shed by the subject before their death. One hand is on their neck, and another is reaching out past the gate.

Two people walk out the door, carrying two body bags on two gurneys each. The two employees don blue hooded robes. The snow slowly covering the cadavers, along with the uncaring howling winds blowing through the air, give their trek a melancholic aura.

The two start with 04 and 02. One of them flips 04 over, revealing their hand holding another... or, moreso, one of their hands is on top of another's. They carry 04, unzip the body bag, and put them in said body bag. Their cold, dead eyes pierce through their soul.


Or what's left of it.


They do a similar thing to 02, whose body is already showing signs of livor mortis. Her skin is pale, with some areas appearing bruised. They stuff the corpse in another body bag, zipping it shut. They head to the other two, leaving the bodies of 02 and 04 alone on the road.

One of the employees walks to 03's area; the other heads to 01's. They turn 01 over. They're oddly shocked to see him. "Oh... great," they murmur, opening the body bag. They stuff them inside, and the other one does the same to 03.

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