After last night, I didn't know what to think about the recent events. The device was still inactive, the mysterious voice hasn't spoken again, and the personality behind it remained a mystery.
The morning was relatively normal and calm. Around 1:45 PM, a Guard approached me with a rifle in hands and said:
- D-4347, you'll come with me. We have arrival of new D-class personnel on site and they need to be introduced to the A-1.01 program. Dr. Jefferson will assist you.
- (I thought: Great, things were going to be quiet until now.)
- Yes, sir! I replied after a moment later.
- Then follow me.
The guard led me to Sector Three. I knew I couldn't resist because I would most likely be killed. After a long walk we reached a metal door that opened before us. We went through it and saw a scientist who unlocked the door by scanning a card with minimal level 2 access.
The man looked at us.
- Hello, gentlemen, he said.
I nodded in greeting, the guard didn't even react. The scientist signaled for us to follow him. It looked like we were on the second floor. From above, I could see the new D-class personnel standing downstairs in two rows.
- (Well, at least they had some discipline. Too bad they didn't know what else awaited them.)
Just after reaching the lower level of the Sector, where the new arrivals were, the scientist spoke again.
- Hello everyone, I'm Dr. Jefferson. I have some news for you. First off, you won't be leaving this place until your release date has passed. Second, you'll be assigned a room.
The doctor looked at me.
- Here is your predecessor , he will lead you to your rooms.
The onboarding ended after a few hours. I managed to introduce the new 'employees' to their quarters, and when I was about to return to mine, I heard a voice from the intercom.
- All previous Class D personnel are to collect all personal belongings from thier rooms and to report to the assembly hall.
Hello everyone, my name is Aiden, or D-4347. I'm from Texas. I've been working for the Foundation for... well, so long that I've lost track of time. I only work for the Foundation because I had financial troubles. You can’t just leave it on your own; to get out, they have to release you. It just so happens that they’ll be letting me go soon. I hope these last few days here will pass quickly.
How did I end up here? I got a message from an unknown number offering me a job, though I had no idea back then what I was getting into…
I was transferred to Site-73, whatever that is… There are a lot of armed people here, which should mean that this place is safe, right?
I don’t feel safe here; this place seems… strangely suspicious. I hope that once they let me go, I’ll never have to come back to this cursed place again…
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