In a dimly lit room, 115 awoke with a start hearing the sound of a blaring alarm before opening his eyes.
Looking up, 115 saw some sort of glass before him and immediately got a bad feeling before remembering what had just happened.
115 could feel his heartbeat pick up as he thought back on the 150 years he had spent inside whatever that place was. Realizing that it might have all been fake, 115 felt pure rage.
“My whole life… inside some fucked up experiment.” he thought while gritting his teeth.
Looking back at the glass in front of him, 115 tried to reach out but felt something holding his arm in place. Glancing down, he saw metal around his wrist, keeping him from moving his arms.
Staring at the metal, 115 began to get even angrier and felt his blood boil.
Flexing his arms, 115 started to pull against the metal, and with a snap, the metal broke in half, causing 115’s hand to shoot upwards, hitting the see-through material above him and shattering it.
Seeing this, a smile began to form on 115’s face. “You thought this was enough to hold me?” he said while doing the same for his other arm and legs.
Finally free from the pod-like thing he was in, 115 climbed out and took in his surroundings. All around him were devices of a similar nature, and looking back at his pod, he saw a screen with some information on it.
Subject number: 115 - Number of simulations experienced: 3325.
Subject danger level: Grade X (Must be restrained at all times and is required to be placed within his own room without any other subjects.)
Name: Damien Atlas
When he read the part where his name, “Damien,” was displayed, he felt a sense of familiarity.
“Much better than 115, at least.” he thought before continuing to read.
Bloodline name: Unknown (currently designated “Immortals blood). Reading this, Damien felt a sense of repulsion at the name, almost like his blood detested the name it was given.
Attempts to understand and extract bloodline - 250,325
Reading that last line, Damien felt his blood boil again before mumbling.
“So the point of this place is to put subjects inside simulations so that whoever or whatever can better understand the person's bloodline and attempt to extract it?” He mumbled to himself.
After spending a few minutes in thought, Damien decided he should probably get the fuck out of here as whatever it was that put him there most definitely did not want him to leave.
Turning around, Damien made his way to what appeared to be a doorway made from some type of metal.
Once Damien was close enough, he pressed against the door, and seeing as it was not opening, he did the next best thing.
“BOOM!” The door was blasted off its hinges before hitting the wall opposite of it.
Stepping through the doorway, Damien looked around. To his left was a long corridor, and to his right, a dead end.
Walking to the left, Damien saw many different rooms with glass windows that allowed him to see inside. Inside the rooms were pods like the one he was inside, and just like his room, the pods had what he assumed to be other subjects inside.
Seeing that it was not just him, Damien wanted to try and help them, but he had already wasted too much time looking at his information earlier and knew he would not have long until the people who had put him here showed up based on the alarm still blaring in his ears.
Deciding to come back when he was strong enough to save them, Damien broke out into a jog down the hallway; he began to look for a place to exit,
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Seeing another doorway ahead of him, Damien continued forward and quickly reached it. Busting through the door once again, he looked around. This time, he noticed a stairway leading up to his left and another long hallway on his right.
Damien quickly went to the stairs, deciding it was better to head up than risk getting lost in another part of the facility.
While walking to the top of the stairs, Damien heard something that sounded like people running. Reaching the top, he once again spotted a door. Realizing that the sounds were coming from the other side, he pressed his ear against it.
“ALRIGHT, MEN, LISTEN UP, A SUBJECT OF THE HIGHEST GRADE OF DANGER HAS ESCAPED HIS ROOM!” A man with a strong voice could be heard yelling on the other side.
“When we go in here, we are to RECAPTURE the subject. We are not KILL him, and if one of you dumbasses does so, I won't be able to save you from the madam when she hears about it.”
“UNDERSTOOD?!” he yelled
“UNDERSTOOD SIR”
“Alright, I want to set up a perimeter around the facility. Team one is on me, team two heads down the stairs behind us, and team 3 stays here in case he somehow makes it past.”
“LETS MOVE.”
Hearing everything that was just said, Damien knew he had to do something as team two was headed this way. Thinking quickly and looking around, Damien decided to try something risky,
The stairway he was in was pretty narrow, and because of this, Damien could put his arms on one wall and feet on the other, allowing him to hold himself against the ceiling.
Just as he got into position, the door was nudged open, and a man in a fully blacked-out combat suit walked in holding a rifle. After clearing his left and right corners, he motioned for his team to follow.
Watching them walk down the stairs, Damien felt relieved and dropped down quietly, he was not out of the woods yet, though.
Cracking the door, he looked into the room and saw the 3rd team inside, watching different entries and exits.
“How do I want to go about this.” Damien thought to himself while tapping his chin with his finger.
He could try just busting through the walls, but that would just alert them of his location, and he would rather get away quietly than have to fight his way out against an unknown number of people.
Looking around again, Damien noticed a grate on the wall above him he had not seen before.
Jumping up and grabbing onto the grates, Damien looked inside and saw it lead to somewhere.
“I should be able to fit in here.” he thought before grabbing the grate and pulling it off.
Managing to get the grate off quietly, he softly placed it on the floor before jumping up and grabbing the grate's ledge. Pulling himself up and crawling inside, he slowly moved forward.
‘I hope this leads somewhere outside.” Damien thought.
After about 10 minutes of crawling, another grate could be seen ahead.
Approaching the grate and looking out of it, Damien felt slightly disappointed as it did not lead outside.
Not all was bad, though, as he spotted no one inside the room.
Pulling the grate off again, Damien jumped down and looked around. The room looked to be for meetings or something similar. A big table was in the middle, surrounded by a bunch of chairs.
On the right side of the room, another door made of what looked like wood could be seen, and a window on the left.
A smile formed on his face as he ran to the window, looking outside. Damien saw some mountains way out in the distance, but other than that, it was just forest for miles.
“Should I just bust out the window?” Damien thought.
Again, though, it would just be needlessly loud, but he was considering it as he wanted to get the fuck out of this building.
“Fuck it,” he said aloud while pressing his palm against the glass, applying pressure slowly.
After 10 seconds, the glass cracked, and Damien pushed it slightly, causing it to break apart. This was the best way he could think to break the glass without causing a lot of noise.
Before Damien had the chance to think, he heard the sound of shuffling outside the door of the room he was in. Without hesitating, he jumped out the window.
Landing on the ground, Damien carefully and quickly approached the forest.
While he wanted to run, he knew they had previously mentioned a perimeter, so there should be more guards on the outside.
Once he reached the forest line, he saw the guards, but surprisingly, they were all dead.
Moving closer, Damien took a look at the wounds, “it looks like some kind of sharp object slit their throats, causing them to bleed to death.” Damien mumbled, now more on guard as to what could have killed so many people.
Deciding not to stay around to find out, Damien stopped being cautious and bolted into the forest.
Not even a few moments after Damien had discovered the bodies, the room he was inside door busted open. Walking inside, the Captain noticed the broken window, which caused a look of anger to appear on his face.
Taking out his walkie, he screamed into it, "THE SUBJECT HAS ESCAPED. I WANT ALL OF YOUR ASSES UP HERE NOW!" throwing the walkie to the floor. The captain sighed.
"She's gonna kill us."