The buzzing alarm disrupted my two hour sleep; six a.m. I pushed my sunken body out off the chair, dropping all the soggy paper cups, the bitter taste of unsweetened coffee still lingered in my mouth. The grey suit was now stained brown, I dropped it into the pile of clothes by the armchair and picked out a tie, lime green.
The rusty metal door took a few rather forceful nudges to swing open. I switched my view from one end of the corridor which disappeared into pitch darkness, to the other end of the corridor which also disappeared into pitch darkness; we had to conserve energy. I made my way to the single buzzing light, my shoes echoing off the peeling grey walls.
Her door was open so I walked in without knocking, "Good morning Amrita, how are the subjects doing?"
Professor Amrita was too busy typing in numbers and making calculations in-front of the green glowing screen that took up the whole wall, "They're growing less stable." she finally replied.
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The Land of Marvels and Mysteries
Adventure"This Earth is a land of marvels and mysteries, a land where chaos pursues order and splendid sunny days end in bold starry nights, a land where time is simply the ticking of a clock and space is as far as your arms can stretch!" ~ Spider Wander out...