Subject angel

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     It was so cold. It hurt so much. My back. The pain in my back. My throat. God, my throat.
     "AMBER!!!" I tried to call out again. But to no avail. Who knows how long I'd been here. Why was she the only thing I could remember? Smiling, calm features; lovely blue eyes, beautiful blonde hair. Why did I know her? Why did I want her? "AMBER!!!"
     "DAW' SHUT IT, BIRD BOY!!!" A voice called out. It wasn't her. This voice was old and raspy. It belong to a woman but clearly, and aged one. "YOU'RE NOT GETTING THAT DAMNED GIRL BACK!!! AND IF I HAVE TO, I'LL HAVE YOUR VOCAL CORD RIPPED OUT!!! Or..." it's angered tone turned to a sly one. The one a personified fox would possess, "I could just have the ring slashed off."
     I grabbed for the hand that the ring was on. Why I didn't want her to touch it was beyond me. But I felt as if it gave me a sense of hope that my possible years in the musty prison cell would end soon enough.
     The click of heels subsided from me cell's solid door. The voice was further away now and talking to another person, "the intruders, who are they?"
     Another voice that was even older spoke up. This one was too woman. It seemed nervous in a way, "the girl. It's her. We've been notified that a younger boy came as well. His identity is still unknown."
     A chill ran down my spine. I could feel the woman smiling with glee as she heard 'woman.'
     "Excellent," she said, "let security handle the boy. I've got a game to play with the girl. Being the one that set us all back on altercation, she's going to go through a little bit of torture before she reaches her death."
     The intercom blared. I covered my ears at how loud it was. "Subject 2-14's containment has been breached. She has been injected with a strange liquid and is in critical condition. Please evacuate areas near the subject's containment. Stay calm, thank you."
"Damn it," she whispered under her breath.
"What shall we do, Miss?"the other woman sounded slightly gleeful at the intercom's announcement. She hid it well enough that the other woman wouldn't notice.
"Have all staff evacuate the building except security. Have them only in the gate that the boy is located at. Anyone who is to break that rule is to be imprisoned and labeled as a test subject, you here me?"
"Y-yes, Miss."
"Good, oh and after that...
Release subject 4-03 into the halls."

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