After a few hours of flying, we finally arrived at our destination. The facility seemed strangely different, much more guarded than the last one I had been to. We landed on a rooftop helipad. As we stepped out, two guards approached us.
- Welcome Dr. F. How was your trip?
- Quite excellent. Now you will take our guest to his storage room.
- Storage? I asked, confused.
- Yes, the storage room. After all, we need to prepare the chamber for testing, and at the same time we need to make sure you won't escape as easily as you did last time...
The guards handcuffed me, then opened the door they had come from earlier and began to lead me down the corridor. After a moment, we reached the elevator that took us down. We rode in complete silence until we finally reached level 0.
The elevator doors opened, and we moved on. We passed dozens of rooms, staff rooms and several anomalous entity chambers. Finally, we stopped in front of the storage room assigned to me. The guards removed my handcuffs, then pushed me inside and closed the metal door with a magnetic card.
I looked around the room. It was quite dark, lit only by a small weak lamp on the ceiling. Inside was a small bed and a modest desk with a chair. On the desk was a note:
"D-4347, as of today, you are classified as a Safe-level anomalous entity. Tomorrow you will undergo tests and be assigned an entity number. We hope for your cooperation."
I read it several times, trying to process the situation I just found myself in...
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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