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The loud buzzing and sound of metal scraping against the cold metal floor, echos throughout the small cell as two guards step inside.
A stay tear slips out of the boy's blank and exhausted stare as he stays laying, staring at the wall beside him.
"Let's get him up."
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An annoyed and agitated sigh leaves Minho's lips as the guards push him down into the cold metal chair, tightening the restraints harshly, as the boy keeps his heartbroken gaze set on the table in-front of him.
The glass doors to the small room, slide shut, a hiss sounding from the entrance as the two guards step out of the room-- leaving Minho to send the girl in front of him a deadly glare.
"Minho" Teresa begins in a soft tone, "Can you hear me?"
𝙐𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮.
Staying silent and keeping his gaze on the table infront of him, Minho doesn't respond to the girl. Pressing her lips together as her gaze softens, Teresa lets out a sigh.
"There's a little girl here. Her name is Shai Lun. She's been infected for three weeks now." Teresa pauses as she scans over the boy's face, looking for any sign of emotion. "But, Minho, you're going to save her. And you can save so many others. Everything we're doing here, it's working. Do you understand? That's why this is so important."
