Chapter 4

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Sat in the test chamber, I am plugged into all sorts of machines that do God knows what, listening to white coated people talking silently through the sound-proof glass.
All I can hear is the buzz of machines for a moment, then there's an explosion! Screaming people are scattered everywhere, running about like ants in a sandstorm.
I frantically unplug myself form the machines and make a run the exit, as soon as I get through the door the machine i was previously plugged into explodes shattering the glass behind me and cutting any skin I have showing on my back half, I cry out with pain but keep running only to be stopped by a sight I thought only existed with CGI, the PGT's on fire, the whole experiment burning to the ground, and out of the fire emerges the test subjects, with pupil-less eyes and a cascading waterfall of green swirls falling over one side of their faces.

The person I can think of is Ciara...

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