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were in the final phase showed impressive results when tested, and his superiors were very pleased. Once they all were implanted and trained, they would be given small assignments to prove their worth. This was the last hurdle in which the project had in its path; the last real challenge until Taylor was given the go ahead to create an army. In his mind, they were so close to being ready for the day the enemy came knocking from above, and that gave him the first bit of satisfaction he’d had since that night in the Badlands.
Returning his focus to the reports, he noted that Subject 54 was starting to deteriorate; his life signs were weakening each day. Along with Zero’s steady progression towards death’s door, the program would soon be saddled with two husks instead of two sources of valuable life! Last month, 54 had truly taken a turn for the worse and his heart rate began to flutter erratically while his brain wave activity had lessened. The clock was ticking on this one and it looked like Zero would outlive him.
Taylor punched in the orders on his iPad to draw as much blood as possible per day without causing harm, to milk him dry, so to speak. Whether it was days or weeks from now, he would get what he could before his cash cow died!
A knock at the door startled him slightly as he looked at the clock. 21:00 hours it read—the hour led him to believe it was something urgent! He leapt off the bed and swung open the door to see Major Phillips standing there with her lab coat still on.
“54’s dead.” She said coldly. “Officially he died of cardiac arrest at 20:25 after forty minutes of attempted resuscitation. I’m sorry I couldn’t keep him going, sir.” Her look was forlorn; as if she was truly bothered at what befell this subject. Taylor’s heart felt for her slightly, but he refused to show it.
“Well, it was expected; a little ahead of what we planned for, but expected.” Taylor thought for a moment, giving the encounter that unpleasant silence that makes most people uncomfortable. “Notify Dr. Norran in the morgue; get the body on ice ASAP!” he said after a long pause. “Our first priority is to complete the process with the soldiers. Once we get that done and they are fully functional, we’ll carve up the freak and let the doctors have a field day.”
Phillips pushed her disgust at the casualness of the general’s words and snapped a salute. “Yes sir!” she belted out as she spun on her heels and went to carry out his orders, only turning back when she entered the elevator. His door was closed once more. He probably went back to his evil little world of checklists and reports, she thought.
As the elevator doors closed, she pulled her cell phone from her pocket and dialed the morgue. “Sending over the one we talked about earlier,” she said, as the person on the other line picked up. “Yep, freeze it till later. Yes, I’d get ready for the other one. She’s not too far behind. Yeah, fuck, I think we put our resources into the wrong aspect too, but the old man has his agenda and he’s in charge.” She hung up and slid the phone back in her pocket. Norran felt the same way a lot of the other lab techs did, and the same way she did; 54 was the true success of what they were after and they wasted resources by not trying to save him. As the doors opened on the lab floor, Phillips couldn’t help but wonder if this mistake might come back to haunt them when the storm the general always spoke of hit home.
THREE
Darkness closed in on him as the light faded from above. The drum of the heartbeat had ceased and Aaron felt the silence choking him. Panic set in as the realization that he was dead was confirmed by the words echoing from those trying to save him. He screamed in the dark; he screamed for his guide to help him.
Do not be afraid, her voice whispered from beyond his vision, This is only the beginning. It is time for you to rest; I will be with you soon.
He yelled again for
Returning his focus to the reports, he noted that Subject 54 was starting to deteriorate; his life signs were weakening each day. Along with Zero’s steady progression towards death’s door, the program would soon be saddled with two husks instead of two sources of valuable life! Last month, 54 had truly taken a turn for the worse and his heart rate began to flutter erratically while his brain wave activity had lessened. The clock was ticking on this one and it looked like Zero would outlive him.
Taylor punched in the orders on his iPad to draw as much blood as possible per day without causing harm, to milk him dry, so to speak. Whether it was days or weeks from now, he would get what he could before his cash cow died!
A knock at the door startled him slightly as he looked at the clock. 21:00 hours it read—the hour led him to believe it was something urgent! He leapt off the bed and swung open the door to see Major Phillips standing there with her lab coat still on.
“54’s dead.” She said coldly. “Officially he died of cardiac arrest at 20:25 after forty minutes of attempted resuscitation. I’m sorry I couldn’t keep him going, sir.” Her look was forlorn; as if she was truly bothered at what befell this subject. Taylor’s heart felt for her slightly, but he refused to show it.
“Well, it was expected; a little ahead of what we planned for, but expected.” Taylor thought for a moment, giving the encounter that unpleasant silence that makes most people uncomfortable. “Notify Dr. Norran in the morgue; get the body on ice ASAP!” he said after a long pause. “Our first priority is to complete the process with the soldiers. Once we get that done and they are fully functional, we’ll carve up the freak and let the doctors have a field day.”
Phillips pushed her disgust at the casualness of the general’s words and snapped a salute. “Yes sir!” she belted out as she spun on her heels and went to carry out his orders, only turning back when she entered the elevator. His door was closed once more. He probably went back to his evil little world of checklists and reports, she thought.
As the elevator doors closed, she pulled her cell phone from her pocket and dialed the morgue. “Sending over the one we talked about earlier,” she said, as the person on the other line picked up. “Yep, freeze it till later. Yes, I’d get ready for the other one. She’s not too far behind. Yeah, fuck, I think we put our resources into the wrong aspect too, but the old man has his agenda and he’s in charge.” She hung up and slid the phone back in her pocket. Norran felt the same way a lot of the other lab techs did, and the same way she did; 54 was the true success of what they were after and they wasted resources by not trying to save him. As the doors opened on the lab floor, Phillips couldn’t help but wonder if this mistake might come back to haunt them when the storm the general always spoke of hit home.
THREE
Darkness closed in on him as the light faded from above. The drum of the heartbeat had ceased and Aaron felt the silence choking him. Panic set in as the realization that he was dead was confirmed by the words echoing from those trying to save him. He screamed in the dark; he screamed for his guide to help him.
Do not be afraid, her voice whispered from beyond his vision, This is only the beginning. It is time for you to rest; I will be with you soon.
He yelled again for
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