Subject 100101143
- LECTURES 201
- Votes 36
- Chapitres 9
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture46 m
Dernière publication jeu., mars 11, 2021
They are called Subjects and they are genetically engineered government property beings.
Subject 100101143---He is the first successful Subject. He looks like a man---a normal man but he's not. He can hear you from afar; he can detect your emotions. He is extremely intelligent and strong and can do many more.
What happens when a woman assigned to bring him back to government custody finds out that he-a Subject is not as dangerous as the government paint him to be?
What happens if the woman finds out the real purpose of creating these genetically engineered beings? Will she choose to complete her mission?
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