The girls make their way towards the northeast corner of RISHA, moving as quietly as possible, keeping to the shadows. Uni leads the way, Esther stays in the middle, and Trixie takes the rear, their eyes scanning their surroundings for any threats. They reach the maintenance shaft just behind a large rock formation, providing some cover from view. The maintenance shaft itself is a small access point, just wide enough for a person to squeeze through. Uni looks at it, checking for any obvious security measures. "This is it. This is our way in.”
Trixie looks around, her eyes scanning the perimeter. "I don't see any guards around here. But that doesn't mean we're in the clear. We need to disable that security panel ASAP and get inside before anyone notices.”
Uni steps up to the security panel, taking out a small electronic device. She begins to work on the panel, connecting her device to it and running diagnostics.
Esther and Trixie stand guard, watching the area around them for any signs of movement or sound. The air is tense, the silence deafening.
Uni works quickly, her fingers flying over the device, trying to penetrate the security system. She mutters to herself, her eyes fixed on the screen. "Come on, come on...almost there…”
Finally, the screen flashes green, and Uni grins. "Got it. Security system disabled, at least for now. We need to move fast.”
The girls waste no time, quickly slipping into the maintenance shaft, one at a time. The space is cramped and dimly lit, the only light coming from small LED lights at regular intervals.
Uni leads the way, followed closely by Esther and Trixie. They move quietly and swiftly, their footsteps almost silent on the cold, metallic floor.
As they go further into the Institute, the atmosphere becomes more oppressive and ominous. The sound of soft footsteps and hushed voices echo through the corridor, and the girls catch glimpses of people in white lab coats and security uniforms through half-open doors.
Uni turns to them, her voice hushed. "Stay close, stay quiet. We don't want to draw attention to ourselves.”
The girls continue their trek through the Institute, constantly on edge and alert for any potential threats. They carefully make their way down empty corridors and past dimly lit rooms, always listening for the sound of a guard or scientist approaching.
Their nerves are frayed, their hearts pounding with the knowledge that they are in the heart of a secret facility and could be discovered at any moment. But they press forward, their determination unyielding.
Just as they turn a corner, they hear the sound of approaching footsteps and voices. Uni holds up a hand, signaling the girls to stop. They flatten themselves against the wall, holding their breath.
A pair of security guards pass by, their footsteps echoing loudly in the quiet halls. Uni and the girls remain stock still, praying they don't attract any attention.
After a tense few seconds, the guards move past the girls, continuing down the hallway. Uni lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding. "That was close," she whispers, her voice shaky.
As they wait for the footsteps to fade, Esther glances nervously around, her eyes wide and skittish.
Trixie sighed, "That was too close. We can't afford to let our guard down even for a second."
The girls wait a moment longer, making sure the guards have moved far enough away. They continue their journey, the tension still hanging in the air. The further they go, the more they realize just how colossal the Institute is.
Rooms that hold experiments and equipment, laboratories with strange technologies, corridors that lead off in every direction. It's almost overwhelming.
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They come to a fork in the hallway, and Uni stops, looking at the girls. "Okay, we need to find a way to access the server room. The information we need should be there."
Trixie nods, her eyes glinting with determination. "But we have to be careful. It might be heavily guarded and we can't afford to be spotted.”
Trixie looks around, her nerves on edge. "We can't just blindly wander around. We're bound to run into someone."
Uni thinks for a moment, trying to come up with a plan. "We need a distraction. Something to draw the guards away from the server room temporarily.”
Trixie suggests, "What if we start a fire or something? We could set off a smoke alarm and make it look like there's a fire somewhere in the Institute. That'll get the guards' attention and they'll have to investigate.”
The girls find a secluded room that looks like it's not in regular use, probably an old storage area.
Uni sets up a small smoke bomb, placing it in the center of the room. She turns to the girls. "Ready?”
They all nod, adrenaline pumping through their veins. Uni lights the smoke bomb and immediately, thick smoke fills the room. The fire alarm blares loudly, its shrill sound echoing through the entire Institute.
Within seconds, they can hear the sounds of security guards and scientists rushing towards the source of the alarm. The girls duck out of the room, staying low as they make their way to the server room.
They run as stealthy as possible, dodging past guards and researchers who are rushing to put out the 'fire'. They reach the server room, the door luckily unlocked. They slip in and quickly lock the door behind them.
The server room is a vast, dark space lined with rows of tall, humming server machines. The air is cold and stale, and the place has an eerie stillness. Uni quickly moves to the main console, her fingers flying over the keyboard as she attempts to access the institute's database.
The main console displays data related to various experiments, medical records of patients, and other confidential data. But there is also a folder labeled "Subject Data," which catches Uni's eye.
With a few quick keystrokes, Uni accesses the folder. Inside, there are multiple files labeled with numbers and various data about the corresponding subjects. One file catches the girls' attention: "Subject 14, Piper.”
With eyes wide like saucers, Trixie gasped at the name of the file, and pointed to it frantically. “Uni, hurry and click that!”
Opening the file labeled "Subject 14" reveals a wealth of information about Piper; her medical records, genetic data, experiment results, and more.
Uni quickly scans the contents, looking for a location within the Institute where Piper might be held.
As she goes through the data, she comes across some disturbing information.
Under the section labeled "Experiment Results," there are mentions of procedures such as sensory deprivation and exposure to mind-altering substances. Piper's physical and mental health seems to be deteriorating under the Institute's care. Worse, new info appears to be getting added to the file in real time.
Uni reads the data with growing concern, noticing that Piper has been suffering from headaches, disorientation, and a deterioration of cognitive abilities as a result of these experiments
Uni mutters, her eyes scanning the file. "They've…been…running…experiments…on her… It looks like she's…not in…good shape…”
Trixie's hands balled, her fists shaking as she growled. Her brows furrowed as her breathing grew deep and sharp as she read the information on the screen, her icy aura emanating from her body in a crackling manner, signifying hostile emotions.
Goosebumps decked out Uni's body as she shivered from both Trixie's cold aura and from fear of her friend's simmering rage. But knowing she had a deadline on this gathering of crucial information, she pressed on. As Uni continues to read the file, she sees mentions of scheduled procedures, including sensory deprivation, drug injections, and other invasive tests. It's evident that the Institute was using Piper as a guinea pig for their experiments.
The records also show no signs of attempts to communicate with Piper. They treat her like an object rather than a person.
A wave of sadness washes over Uni as she scrolls through the data. Seeing how Piper is being treated, like an object for experimentation and nothing more, is disturbing. The girls exchange a glance, knowing that they need to find her and get her out of here.
Uni looks up, her expression grim. "Guys, we need to hurry. We have to find Piper before they do anything else to her. There's a scheduled experiment in about…" She checks the file again, her eyes widening. "…5 minutes.”
Uni's words hangs in the air, a chilling reminder of the urgency of their mission. They have only moments to find Piper before the scheduled experiment begins. Uni continues to scan the file, looking for any clues as to where she might be held.
Esther looks on, her eyes darting between the file and the door before she anxiously writes a new letter that reads: "Is there any indication of what they're planning to do to her, Uni?”
"It says here that the procedure is labeled as 'Test 411-A'...," Uni replies, scrolling down the file. "But there's not much information on what this test entails. All I can see is that the duration is supposed to be 2 hours, and it's listed under the category of 'Advanced Experiments.'"
Trixie grimaced, her inner turmoil growing. "Two hours? What could they possibly do to Piper for two hours?”
Uni's eyes continue to scan the file, searching for any further information. "I don't know, but it doesn't sound good," she mutters.
Trixie proposed, her tone laced with vitriol, "Whatever it is, we don't have much time. We need to find Piper before they start this 'experiment'."
Uni glances up from the file, giving a stern nod. "Let's split up. We'll cover more ground that way. We need to look for any clues, any signs of where they're keeping her.”
The girls nod in agreement, a renewed sense of urgency in the air.
Trixie says, "All right, here's the deal: Esther and I will take different paths to find her. Uni, you keep trying to find more information on the computer."
Uni nods, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she digs deeper into the files. "Got it. I'll look for as much data as I can.”
With a plan in place, the girls split up to cover more ground. Esther heads down one corridor, keeping close to the walls and making sure to stay hidden.
Meanwhile, Trixie heads in the opposite direction, her eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of Piper.
Uni remains in the server room, her focus on the files and the Institute's database. She types urgently, searching for any information that could lead them to Piper's location. The clock is now ticking.