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Twelve year old Echo, is an experiment in the Facility of Abnormalities. He was specially bred to serve in the war, having the strength of over two rhino's. Unable to fight the instinct to kill, anything coming inside his cell will be dead within seconds. Will he escape, or will he end up just like the other test subjects?
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