He looked at the grey walls of his room. The room was rather basic but it had been his room for his entire life. He got connected with it. Every scratch mark, every dent. He knew it like the back of his hand. The camera in the corner of the room that overlooked the entire room all day and all night. The locker with a slight dent in the door. "It is time for your surgery, Indigo." The voice spoke into his ear as always. The implant would never leave him alone. "Yes, Father."
When a tactical agent is sent behind enemy lines into the glade to strike where it hurts most, the test subjects, an oblivious relationship is formed between Indigo and one of the boys. This relationship could put Indigo's mentality on the line. He had to complete his mission -
"Time to test your implants, Indigo. You know your mission?" "Yes, kill all the subjects or extract them. You prefer the first option, Father." "Correct."
Things start to get complicated and their situation is soon compromised. WICKED is in the way, the world is dying, and they look to each other for trust.