"Why did so many die all of the sudden?" Janson slams his fist on the table, then continues pacing. "How many are left?" He asks as though he doesn't want to know.
A woman in all white pushes her glasses up and glances to the tablet in her hands. "Nine, no seven."
"Out of the both groups?" Ratman's face turns red in anger and he hisses, "Get some men out there now. Find out what's killing them all and get the ones alive back here. Now."
Before anyone has the chance to reply, the tall man exits the room, slamming the door behind him.
Silence overtakes the room as the remaining scientists and directors ponder the question looming in their minds. Clearly this wasn't normal, was this a trap?
No one dared question Janson's direction though, so they sent the helicopter. The kids would be extracted, for the benefit or detriment of WICKED remained to be seen.
A/N Short chapter, I know. I'm sorry. Didn't have much to say from WICKED's perspective, but it was necessary for the story.
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