Breaking the System

Carson’s life was a vicious cycle. Every day she woke up in the same white-walled, cold, seemingly vacant laboratory, other than herself and the “controllers” as she had dubbed them over time. She rose at the same time, went to bed exactly 14 hours later, ate the same meals, and even wore the same clothes. Everything was always the same. But Carson had never been outside the lab her entire life- or ever since she could remember- and she knew nothing else but the specific rules that the controllers had forced upon her. She had nowhere else to turn. Until now.