deadlox's pov {a few days later}
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I wake up in a hall, being dragged away.
I crane my neck, hoping its jenna, and we are making an escape from this hell.
all hear through the day is screaming wailing, pain. this person brings a lot of people each day. I hear the pleads before death, and I know mine is near. I hear the confused people, who don't know why they are here, and when they are led away to their deaths they think they are being freed. I hear the silence over the whole place when the experiment is done. every time they wouldn't be alive.
a person with a mask and a hospital's outfit is dragging me down the hall.
my time is up.
