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« Reply #460 on: September 03, 2012, 03:32:55 am » |
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IC:
Seth awoke in complete darkness. He could feel water dripping onto his face. He stood up, hoping his vision would adjust to the darkness. So far, he could make out a few possibly non-functional lights, but that was it. Wherever he was, the place was old. Perhaps there was a switch somewhere? Probably not, and if there was, it would be hard to find. There was much clutter on the floor and the walls.
Suddenly, a few of the lights turned on. This did not do much, it only made it bright enough to navigate, but not enough to see if anything was on the floor, ceiling or walls unless you got close to them. Seth then walked along a corridor he could make it. Slowly, he got closer to a sign, and when he read it, he became quite unnerved.
The sign read "ASYLUM OF CYBERNETICS. This building is the dumping ground for all failed cyborgs or people we don't particularly like. Do not disturb."
Seth looked back at the way he came.... and the clutter he had passed was more than just clutter... they were the decomposing bodies of cyborgs... their implants now lighting up.
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We shall find our way home
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