The Milk Farm

Adieu, goodbye, auf Wiederseh'n

    Cillian curled his limbs back into himself and continued to scream while staring at the creature who stared back. Liz, Ville, and Till ran towards the Irishman, with Liz quickly kneeling down to cradle him and press his head against her breasts. "Shhhh It's okay...It's okay...you have to be quiet or they'll find us." Till stood in front of the pod and quietly observed the creature with a shocked expression. Ville stood next to his lover with his mouth agape and cautiously placed a hand on the glass. He stared at the creature in awe, noticing the uncanny resemblance to the Irishman. It's ocean blue eyes, high cheekbones, and the same, thin pale physique. There was no doubt about it. That was in fact, Cillian floating and alive in the pod. "This isn't...his...son...is he?" Ville asked still pouring over the creature that placed his hand on the glass right where Ville's hand was on the outside. The creature looked at him with a questioning. Liz looked up surprised at the Finn's exchange with the creature. "No that's not his son. I can't believe I'm about to say this, but. I think Dr. Xanders cloned him. They're identical.

    The creature slowly moved its hand away from the glass and placed it on the breathing tube attached to its mouth. It began to pull on it awkwardly. Cillian continued to sob uncontrollably, his body shaking as he clung to Liz, and pressed his face against her chest to hide from what was happening. "We need to out of here." Liz whispered, glancing nervously at the creature that stared at them. "Is he trying to get out?" Ville asked, his eyes never leaving the creature. Till, who had been watching everything quietly, spoke up. "I don't think so. He' doesn't know vhat's going on. Ve shuld leave now." Cillian slowly pulled his face away from Liz's chest and hesitated to glance back up at the creature. He trembled with fear and stuttered. "W..w..why...is it...m..m..me? It's me..it's me." He pointed at the creature and stared at it wide eyed, then absent mindedly touched his own face with a blank stare. "Is..this real? Am I real?" Liz pinched his chin and turned his head so that he would face her, but his eyes stayed glued on the creature that was now staring back at him. The nurse cradled Cillian's head between her hands and shook him lightly. "Hey..Cillian..we need to go. Okay?"

    A few silent tears managed to escape him while he blankly stared at the creature. Liz got to her feet then offered both of her hands to help him up, but the Irishman just sat still quietly barely blinking. Ville stepped in front of him blocking the view of the creature and waved a hand in front of Cillian's face to get his attention. The Irishman's stare remained on the creature, causing Ville to pipe up. "what's wrong with him?" Liz shook her head with worry and reached for one of Cillian's arms. "He's in shock, here. Help me get him up" Ville heeded her request and helped her get Cillian to his feet. They began to walk away from the pod but Cillian's legs felt like lead. He couldn't move. He was frozen in the spot with his eyes locked on the creature. Liz whispered into his ear. "Cillian. Listen to me. You're real. That's just a...failed experiment. Look at me." She held him by his shoulders and shook him trying to snap him out of his catatonic state. Meanwhile on the other side of the room Till shoved a tall chrome wire shelf out of the way, knocking over dozens of glass beakers, test tubes, and flasks. They crashed loudly against the floor shattering into thousands of pieces under the shelf. "I've found the emergency exit. It vas hiding behind this!" Till kicked the shelf out of the way, giving the group more room to flee. Ville dashed by his side and helped him move the smashed shelf a little more to the side. He glanced at Till and noticed he had beads of sweat rolling down his forehead and a sheen all over his burly body. The orderly sighed glaring at the key card reader and wiped his forehead with the back of his arm. Then looked around the room until his glance landed on a dome shaped paper weight on a stack of files. It was made out of clear resin, and inside of it, forever frozen in time was a human embryo. He glanced sadly at it then scanned the lab table for something else he could use as a weapon, in case he needed it. His hands swept over papers and miscellaneous objects on the lab table and they froze after he spotted a scalpel. The orderly picked it up hid it in his pant pocket before shouting at the rest of the group. "Ve've gotta go. Now! Liz I need your key card."