It seems as though Mallory had updated the evil lab since his dad had been there. He walked down a white metal hallway that had the white paint chipping and yellowing in the corners. Each room he looked in had a metal table, some chemicals in beakers on top of it and absolutely no people.

Silver didn't like the way his feet echoed across the hall everytime he made a step, scared that the next room he passed by would have people ready to shoot him dead so he slowed down and took softer steps.

The further he got into the laboratory was when he started to finally see people. These people didn't look like evil scientists however, they looked like prisoners. After he passed what seemed like the fortieth room he noticed a man strapped to a chair. Silver had gasped when he saw him, thinking he was caught, but the man didn't even seem to know where he was. He was balding and wore a white straight jacket under the ropes that strapped him to the metal armchair. His eyes glowed a deep yellow and purple veins glowed within his neck. But he didn't move; he just stood there, eyes and and mouth wide open as if he were a statue. The only indictaion that this actually was a real person was the drool occassionally dribbling out of his open mouth and a faint pant of breath every now and again.

Silver hurriedly scurried away from that room but soon found many others in the same condition. Some were tied to the chair, some strapped to the metal table, and one was even dead.

Silver shivered at the thought of what these people had gone through. They were obviously Mallory's test subjects that had been turned into vampires. It seemed he still hadn't perfected his formula.

What he found really odd was that he had nearly reached the end of the hallway now and there was still not a single worker. This must be a solo operation still. Must be why Mallory was so bent of making sure it didn't get out to literally anyone.

At the end of the hall was a sharp right turn and a thin metal door with a foggy window in the middle of it. He looked through the window before opening, just to be cautious and saw a large metal room with a wall full of what seemed to be refrigerators. In the far right corner, there was something shaped like a large box under a black tarp and about twenty lightbulbs hung from the ceiling every few feet. There was also another door to the left of the one he was peering through that looked like another elevator door. The room was almost empty, save for the mysterious fridges; and each fridge seemed to have something written on it that Silver couldn't see from the distance he was at.

Right as he built the courage to turn the door handle and go in, the other door opened and revealed Mallory and Darius, in a full conversation.

Silver immediately dropped to the floor, leaning against the door to hear their conversation.

"Dad, I really think I need a new prescription," Darius was saying.

"Do you know what you've just interrupted, Darius?" Mallory sounded angry, "I was in the middle of meeting with the prince. I was this close to getting him to marry you."

"I don't just want him to marry me, I want him to fall in love with me," Darius said angrily.

"Yeah yeah yeah," Mallory said sounding irritated, "Once that Silver human is out of the way, he'll need someone else to hold at night, yeah?"

"How do you plan on getting rid of Silver?" Darius asked, "The Prince Nick seems really hung up on him."

"Same way I got rid of his father, of course," Mallory voice got closer, meaning they were walking closer to the door. Towards the box in the corner.

"What do you mean 'got rid off'?" asked Darius, "I think he said something about that."

"Yes, you didn't know? Silver's father was one of us," Mallory laughed, "he worked at this company as well."

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