EX22 (OPEN)

[Silence Stars]

Water dripped from the rusty pipes that ran along the cold, metal corridor; slow and rhythmic . . .

Drip. . . .

Drip. . . .

Drip. . . .

The hall was lined with doors, all exactly five feet tall, and all exactly 6 feet apart. They stood stubborn in their steel frames, looking as though a nuclear explosion would not shift them, despite the rusty streaks that ran down their fronts. Large bolts ran across the outside of each door, the thick metal made one wonder what could be inside that such security measures were needed. The only difference between the doors were the small orange letters and numbers painted on the front

EX2201 . . .

EX2202 . . .

EX2203 . . .

EX2204 . . .

All the way down the corridor they went, all the same . . . .
Except for three, EX2212 and EX2219 had messy red Xs painted under the numbers and what should have been EX2211 was painted over with black. From behind the other nineteen doors occasional noises could be heard, scuttling, whispers, something crying out and mingled in with these sounds was the never ending dripping of the water. . .

Drip. . .

Drip . . .

Drip. . .

Over and over, Monotonous, Redundant

“Stop, please make it stop”

A small childish voice whimpered from behind one of the doors, EX2222, the last cell in the hall. Inside, it was the same as all the others, no windows and no furniture. The ceiling was only a few inches above the door and only enough room for a small child to lie down on the steel floor. There was a small child in the cell, a little girl who seemed to be about eight years old. She sat in a corner with her knees to her chest and her hands over her ears, matted blond hair ran into her eyes as she rocked back and forth whispering and crying.

“all the same, always the same, drip drip. Just stop. . . ”

This is EX22, subdivision of EX2000, tucked away on a secluded planet and commissioned by the Grey, ruling power of the Triton Empire. EX2000 facility is a military experimental plant where Triton military scientists are tempting to create a super soldier. In order to acquire more test subjects a special request was presented to the Grey. . .

Now, in the Triton Empire, there are no more orphans and no more homeless children. All the children have a place at EX2000

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