Mama Ashley can be seen walking down the hall, before reaching Fae's room. She opens the door, revealing Fae who is already up and ready for the day. ''Good morning, 13-7.'' Mama Ashley's strict face is back.
''Cut the crap. you know my name.'' Fae looks at her briefly before continuing to tidy up her bed. ''13-7, I can't use your name here. You should know that. If you ever want a chance of leaving we need to keep it professional.'' Mama Ashley whispers as she shuts the door behind her. She places her clipboard on Fae's table, before she continues to speak. ''Listen, If we wanna make this a thing we need a strategy. Above this floor, there's toddlers on floor minus two, then babies along with the main office on floor minus one. We're occupying the minus three floor right now.'' Mama Ashley takes a seat as she crosses her arms.
''Bullshit, Ashley. What the fuck do you mean minus? It's not like we're underwater.'' Fae sits on the bed as she doubts Mama Ashley's words.
Mama Ashley giggles, as she looks at Fae. ''Oh dear one, we are indeed underwater. This is criminal business, you know?''
Fae crosses her legs, eyeing Mama Ashley up and down. ''Very funny, now please, to the real plan.'' Fae leans her back against the wall, listening in. Mama Ashley folds her hands, ''13-7, this is the real plan. Please, allow me to explain.'' She clears her throat before continuing. ''We are currently on floor minus three, underwater. Toddlers and babies are on the two floors above us. We won't make it up there before we're suspected, so we will need to escape from this floor.'' Mama Ashley stops speaking briefly and looks at Fae.
''So.. we really are underwater?'' She scrunched her eyebrows. ''You've got to be fucking kidding me.'' Sighing, she listens in. ''Continue.'' With doubt, she looks at Mama Ashley. ''I will handle the babies and the toddlers on the other floors, you don't have to worry about that. What I need you to do is figure out the rest of this plan and report back to me, okay? gather the ones you love, because we won't be able to save them all.'' Mama Ashley gets up, grabs her clipboard and as she begins heading towards the door, her head turns slightly back. ''And remember, any hint of suspicion coming from either of you, and we're all dead.''
''Now is the time where you tell me we're not under the fucking sea!'' Fae speaks up right as the door closes behind Mama Ashley.
Fae puts her hands to her face, letting out a silent scream. ''For fucks sake, how the fuck are we supposed to get out of here.'' Shaking her head she gets up and heads towards the door.
As she exits the room, Mama Ashley can be seen at the elevator, scanning her key card. Fae runs towards the elevator, stopping Mama Ashley from getting on as it opens. ''Yo who the fuck am I supposed to talk to other than Dylan?'' Fae whispers, whilst holding a grip on Mama Ashley's arm.
Mama Ashley's expression looks confused. ''Dylan?'' She asks. Fae rolls her eyes, ''18-8, dude!'' Fae awaits an answer, tripping over her own legs. ''Ah, 18-8. Well, I told you I'd be able to help you, not all your friends. If you want them out too, It's your job to get them on the plan.'' Mama Ashley releases herself from Fae's grip. ''Oh, and never call me 'dude' again.'' She steps onto the elevator, just as It's about to close.
''Fucking hell man.'' Fae runs her hands through her hair, sighing deeply before heading towards the cafeteria.
Fae approached the cafeteria and scanned the area as she looked for the one and only Dylan. In order for the plan to work, they had to know what was going to happen.
She noticed someone walking in the corner of her eye. Long strands of blonde hair with a slow walk, came in Dylan. He looked tired and sloppy. He walked up to the table where his friends were.
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Children of the New Dawn n-logy: Book 2 - Liberated.
Fantasy"After an adjusted new way of living, Fae, Lamark and Dylan continue their own personal journeys towards their goal of knowing the truth. The Institute is changing, and the children are evolving. Becoming much more powerful, and intellectual. What w...
