"Please... Make it stop!" A middle aged man cried, flailing in the restraints that the foundation put him under
"PLEASE MAKE HIM LEAVE"
That would be a valid request, seeing as the staff could scare a man in this state, the problem was...he was the only person in this room
"Pump the gas into the room"
"The sleepy gas or the mustard gas?" Bright asked, though he was struggling to keep a sense of humour about this
"The sleep gas..."
The man in the room suddenly looked directly into the near invisible camera
"You've seen it, now it can hear you"
"What the hell?" Dr Millar backed up. Dr Millar was the researcher behind a very strange project, one that he new near nothing about...all he was told was watch this guy...that simple
Bright turned worried and expressionless
"So that's what they did to him..."
"YOU'VE TOUCHED IT, NOW HE CAN SEE YOU" the man said louder
"HEY!" A guard burst into the room
"SHUT UP!" The guard suddenly turned uneasy...terrified...and he began to freeze up
"Guard 1219 respond....respond....RESPOND" Dr Millar said through the intercoms. The guard ran from the room, screaming. On his way out, he tripped and hit his head off a door, and since the guard had no helmet on, he died nearly instantly due to the impact
"NEVER EVER RING IT" the man said.
Millar noted the tears that poured from his eyes
"RING WHAT!?" Millar shouted
"BECAUSE WHEN YOU HEAR IT...HE CAN TOUCH YOU" the man said
Bright quickly dowsed the room with knockout gas, and the man fell unconscious. They all turned away from the cameras
"My god..." Millar muttered
"I-I didn't sign up for this shit..." he muttered
All of a sudden, the cameras that were focused on the mans sleeping body all...stopped working...for a good five minutes they stared at the broken cameras, until they turned back on as suddenly as they turned off, revealing a terrible sight...the mans face had been ripped off, his skull removed
"Bright...what did you not tell me"
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The Foundation
Action'BILLY! GET ON THE BALL!' 'USELESS!' 'PATHETIC!' 'YOU SHOULD A' JUST KILLED YERSELF WHEN YE' HAD THE CHANCE' Yeah...That's the kind of shit they would say to me...every. Fucking. Day.....guess they never would of thought I would...Y'know.... Be work...
