Chapter Fifty Nine
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Robert observed his target.
She was a tall, thin woman who was sat in the canteen, engrossed in her ruffled newspaper. She always kept herself to herself at work; hence why Robert was so surprised when she had opened up to him once before about her wishes to escape the village. She must have regretted the decision because that was over a month ago and she hadn't uttered a word to him since, in fact he hadn't seen her uttering a word to anyone.
As she read her newspaper she appeared to be on constant alert, her nerves fired warnings to her brain every time she heard the slightest sound. Every time someone stood up from their chair or entered the room, her head nervously twitched towards the source of the sound. "She must be concerned that those in charge somehow knew that she wished to escape. She must be worried that I have told them about her plans." Robert thought.
He would have to be extra cautious if he were to get help from her and her husband. Slowly approaching her table, where she sat alone, he politely asked "may I sit here?" She had to do a double take to make sure it was definitely her that Robert had spoken to, and she managed to utter a quiet "sure" in response, but only after clearing her throat a few times first. Had this poor woman not spoken all day?
"How have you been?" Robert asked, trying to make her feel at ease.
"Okay thanks" she replied bluntly.
"Okay," Robert thought to himself, "she's not up for much of a conversation".
"I'm glad to hear it." He said, to which she responded with a look of intense suspicion.
"What do you want?" She asked in a hushed tone.
"I want out of this village." He whispered, looking directly into her eyes.
"You need to be careful what you say, you don't know who's listening." She suggested, avoiding his gaze.
"And I know that you want the same, so I want to work together." He ignored her command; he was whispering and everyone was going about their business, no one was interested in their conversation so there was no need to be paranoid.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She pretended, looking down at her newspaper once more and hoping that was enough to make him go away.
"Yes you do, don't do this. We can help each other."
"What on earth makes you think that I will trust you? You could be recording what I'm saying right now. You could be on their side."
"Come on, if I was on their side I would have told them already what you told me." He reassured.
"What makes you think you can help me?" She asked, almost challenging him.
"Because I've been to the other village and I've seen things you couldn't even imagine."
"What other village?" He had caught her attention now.
"Meet me at the end of work in the rose gardens by the kitchen entrance and I'll explain it all."
* A few hours later *
She was surrounded by roses of all colours; red, pink, yellow, and white. Their natural scent engulfed her and she felt almost at peace. Almost. Even the most beautiful roses could not cover up the deep-rooted evil of this place. Her trance was interrupted when she heard some rustling in the bushes to her left. She had a momentary panic before Robert stepped into view; she thought it was the authorities coming to get her.
"Hi," she said, "you took your time."
"Sorry, I had some extra cleaning up to do, I got here as fast as I could."
"Get to the point then, what is this made up village you're talking about?"
"Come on, you wouldn't be here if you didn't believe me." He grinned.
"I want proof, that is all."
"Okay, if proof is what you want. Shane, you can come now son."
Shane emerged from the bushes through which Robert had come just moments before.
"This is Shane," Robert whispered, "he was experimented on in the labs of the other village."
"Experimented on? What kind of experiments?" She looked baffled, and unsure whether to believe them.
"We were in the old village before we came here, we managed to escape from the labs but we didn't have anywhere to go, and when we saw the crowds entering this village we thought it could be a good temporary hiding place, we've been here a bit longer than expected though." Shane explained with a touch of sadness in his voice.
"You still haven't explained what these experiments are." She complained.
"Show her Shane," Robert asked, "show her what they did to you."
So Shane reached out for one of the rose bushes, earning a confused glance from their companion, and pressed his finger against one of the thorns so hard that he winced and a large droplet of blood leaked from the wound.
"What are you doing?" She asked, alarmed, "you're bleeding, you could get an infection." But that alarm was nothing compared to the complete and utter disbelief that clouded her face as she watched his finger stop bleeding unnaturally fast. She reached and grabbed for his hand, staring in disbelief, searching for a cut on his perfectly healed hand.
Sensing she needed some kind of explanation, Shane whispered "it's the infinosil, they kidnapped practically all of the children in the village without anyone's knowledge and used them as lab rats to perfect their mixture."
"What mixture? What's it for?" She asked, eyes wide.
"We believe they were trying to create a drug for invincibility; it sounds ludicrous I know but if you saw what we saw then you'd know." Robert insisted.
"What happened to all the other children?"
"By the time I got there, Shane was the only child left. Lets just say the other experiments didn't go to plan and the other children didn't have the reaction they intended so they disposed of them."
"That's... Horrific. It can't be true."
"It is true, what more proof do you want?" Shane asked, "I can make a deeper cut if you really want but you'll just see the same thing happen again. I got shot while I was escaping and that healed so I think I'll manage a cut on my finger." He seemed a bit frustrated now.
"No, no, there's no need. They shot you? You poor child."
"It's nothing compared to what I imagine would have happened if Robert didn't get to me when he did."
"And what were you doing there Robert?"
"Me and a group of others realised something was wrong, that many children going missing isn't just a coincidence. No one wanted to say it but the only explanation was that someone high up was organising it, and the most secure building in the village was the lab so it made sense."
"I can't believe it."
"It is hard to get your head around, but that's why this village is so much harder to escape from, they're learning from their mistakes." Robert explained.
"And what happened to everyone in the other village?" She asked.
"We don't know, we haven't exactly been able to return to find out."
"All of those children suffering like that, how awful, I can't imagine what I would do if that happened to my daughter Kaitlyn."
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