000. stalato

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In a place so deadly and dark, in the middle of the night, a doctor sat awake, engineering a process so evil it could turn a mind insane.

Beep beep beep. Beep beep beep.

Dr. Stalato looked up, thinking she'd imagined the sound. She had been up for nearly twenty four hours, so maybe her lack of sleep was finally taking effect.

Beep beep beep. Beep beep beep.

It came again. Creeping across the hallway, she swung a flashlight left and right. It was coming from The Room.

Excitement and fear rose in her chest: is this the moment? What if they fight it?

The computer was recording the data steadily, working in harmony with a system she'd placed on one of the children she'd spent her life searching for.

The information seemed normal, until the noise came again.

Beep beep beep. Beep beep beep.

That was when it flickered onto the screen again. It was only for a second, but she read it.

93252 [JAMES PETER WORTH] is under the influence of THE DREAM.

Stalato smiled— a real smile, but not one of kindness or happiness. It was one of greed and malicious intention. "Let the game begin."  

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