"I'd go to hell and back just to change your story," he breathed as he glanced over at her.
"I'm not the hero you think I am, I never was," she sighed looking back towards him, trying to mask the pain that marked her eyes.
"If I die, I wanted it to...
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Subject A5 has shown promising results during the oxytocin trial. Comparing this to the A2 result we can see a correlation between the two brains.
The next stage of Trials will begin shortly. A5 will be offered the chance to see A1.x again and we will study how this will affect the process.
We have been taking in results from Subject A5 over a few months, each month seems to have similar coordination.
Graphs and charts have been formed and every month is the same. We are afraid that A1.x may be trying to contact A5 through the pain links but we cannot configure the messages.
01/01/2048 A5 has had blood samples taken from him for testing and reports only a slight graze on his arm from A1.x 02/01/2048 Reports he felt an abrupt burn on his wrist. We believe this may be a former communication from A1.x 03/01/2048 Nothing to report. 04/01/2048 Lack of appetite. 05/01/2048 A5 sees A1.x again.
Newt's eyes opened slowly. Everywhere was white and plain, it was quiet too. Empty ness. Soundless, pictureless. Or so he thought until a voice came from behind him.
"Blondie?" She asked, he turned around with a mouth slightly open. "What are you doing here?" He hadn't seen her for so long, he had pictured her and geared her voice repeat itself over and over but she was here.
"Your not real," he breathed looking at her. Her eyes dropped in shame.
"I'm sorry," she whispered taking a step forward to him, her face still pale and her hair still dark.
"Your not here," he said again, "Not real," she walked towards him, the two now staring into each other's eyes. "Your not real, mien of this is real,"
"Newt, they're listening monitoring everything I say, I need you-" her lips shut.
"Jennifer, you need me to what?" He asked,
"I need you to-" Her lips shut again as if she was a doll being controlled.
"Jennifer," he said again desperate to hear her.
"They wont let me," she breathed "Remember the p-" Then everything went black, she was cut off mid-sentence.
06/01/2048 A5 will not wake up. 07/01/2048 Burn on the wrist again. 08/01/2048 Nothing to report. 09/01/2048 Nothing to report. 10/01/2048 Lack of appetite.
11/01/2048
Blood samples were taken.
12/01/2048 Nothing to report.
13/01/2048
Nothing to report. 14/01/2048 Illness. 15/01/2048 Insomnia. 16/01/2048 High temperature.
17/01/2048 Nothing to report. 18/01/2048 Headaches. 19/01/2048 Blood samples were taken. 20/01/2048 Pain in the neck. 21/01/2048 Nothing to report. 22/01/2048 Illness. 23/01/2048 Nothing to report. 24/01/2048 25/01/2048 26/01/2048 27/01/2048 I burnt him again. 28/01/2048 29/01/2048 30/01/2048 31/01/2048
"Why is I burnt him again hand written?" Ava asked as she stared at the piece of paper.
"We believe A1.x may have something to do with it,"
"Jennifer? What about the deal?"
"Exactly ma'am,"
"And why did reports stop at 24?"
"Unknown, the whole block is down. We also believe this maybe-"
"Get as many troops over there as possible," Ava said quickly, he nodded and left. "Bring up Jennifer's files," A blue holographic screen came alight with a picture of Jennifer beside the information. "Could of done so much good..."
The bunk room was quiet as the children started to arrive in the room one by one after having blood samples taken. "I can believe she wasn't real.." Fry trailed.
"Can we please not talk about her?" Newt asked,
"What make you miss her more or something?" Minho spoke, Newt turned to Minho with sharp eyes.
"Not the time," Their talk was interrupted by loud blaring sirens echoing through the building. Then a loud mechanical voice spoke into the room's speakers.
"Group A do not move," The voice said, they all looked between each other as they listened to guards race past their room with guns up.
