The Little Prince in the Ossuary

# Below Black Water (3)

The control areas reflected in the security room monitors were motionless landscapes. If it wasn't for the time elapsed in the corner of the screen, it would have been suspected that it was not a static screen. Just in case, winter tried to plug it into the microphone and tap with your fingertips. Tsk, tsk. If there was a mutant, he would react.

Joanna tilts her head, manipulating the console.

“It's hard to see what's going on right now, but there's a record that hasn't been deleted. Did he think it wouldn't matter that he was going to incinerate the ship anyway? ”

I couldn't afford to see all the surveillance footage. It's password protected. As she touches the memory stick she took, she shreds it back and turns off the console. He then disassembles the body and unplugs the hard disk. It was only sized to fit in the pocket of the femur.

Other documents that were found were as trivial as work journals. Even so, it is evidence to confirm the identity of the officials. Johanna pulls out a small photo machine and shoots every page.

Finally, the fingerprint collection spray is sprayed and preserved as a transparent film. Even fingerprints were hard to manipulate if it was just a picture.

“How's it going in there? Is there anything?”

In her question, winter shakes her head.

“Not much of a threat, I'm afraid. because if you're a guy like Ghoul, you've probably learned the concept of the speaker. Above all, there is no guarantee that the experimented variant will be the same as the normal one……. ”

“Does this mean the mutants have been weaponized? ”

“Even if it's not, it can be dangerous because it's not what we know. ”

I couldn't ignore the odds. In fact, there was such a world in the winter past.

‘There were people who wanted to teach language and try to have a conversation. ’

How it feels, how painful it is, what it wants, how God's providence feels.

The last question seemed odd, but the worldview required such an atmosphere. A regime that was confused by those who accepted the plague as God's judgment. In the crisis of the new country, rational people wanted to find evidence of the opposite. To convince people to panic. And to reassure themselves.

Around the time of the gamma roast, there was enough room for systematic learning.

However, it was a bad choice. Language was a language mind-set. Even though the intelligence was the same, his intellectual ability to speak language was superior to that of others.

It is true that the destruction of the worldview has accelerated since the moment the subject escaped.

“That's a reasonable decision. Ignorance itself is dangerous. ”

Johanna ponders.

“Well, what do I do? I originally thought one of us should stay here and guard the retreat, but it might be dangerous to go in alone. What do you think of winter? ”

If the back is blocked, it's over. The security room monitors were shining down the hallway outside the door, so if one of us was left here, we could avoid an ambush or a roadblock.

‘Insight' is unresponsive……. ’

Although not a mild decision, even the timing of moxibustion here was another risk factor.

“We'd better get you both inside. because if you go in there alone, it's going to take a long time. ”

“Very well. Just like before, I'll take the six." ”

Winter ahead, agents behind. It was a breathing habit from April Pacific.

Through the flushed sanitation chamber, winter opened a thick door in the control area.

The pace forward was fast. Thanks to the familiarity with the approximate structure through the closed circuit. But it slowed down slightly when it crossed the blind spot of surveillance. Measure distance from obstacles based on reaction rate. Judging if something is responding when it comes out of there.

“It's a terrible sight. ”

Joanna's voice. Winter watches her every move while she bears a note.

The landscape in the photo machine was parts of the body that were preserved in the test tube. Modified organs. An incised arm. A leg where the skin is peeled off and the muscles are visible. Twitching fingers connected to the nervous system. Even if these were insufficient evidence of human experimentation, at least evidence that something other than a formal operation was undertaken at Piquad should be sufficient.

Other than that, every time I discover a computer, I unplug it. The place was a problem to put it in, but fortunately, I was able to pack an empty bag. I can feel the camouflage because of the sports brand.

Knng! Knng!

Tartan! An agent surprised by the sudden noise pulls the rifle trigger, reflexively. A flame splattered from the bars. Similarly, aiming backwards, winter, which was just before the launch, unhits the target. A weird-shaped ghoul in which a cloth covered in iron mesh slipped and revealed. Trapped in a narrow space.

Is it a ghoul? ’

There were many other areas besides the skin that overcame immunorejection. The flesh swells in a mess. Like a full-body tumor. I couldn't even open one eye because my face was swollen.

A sliding monster that slams into a wall with a back step. A stained blood stain remains on the wall against your back. A pool of blood splattering into falling hands. Thanks to Joanna's precise countermeasures, three gunshot wounds were fatal without exception.

Monsters that start ringing this signal from everywhere. Every time I walk through the veil of the prison, the non-human prisoners react frenzily. The rubbed hands come out from between the spears and stir the air.

Not all individuals were so enthusiastic. A lot of them look dead already.

“Oh, my God. They've got Trickster. ”

Johanna is appalled. The most cunning variant remains bound to her limbs, with a thick electrode in her sheep's eel. The pair of wires pierce through the floor into the unknown.

Tricksters stuffed in their mouths roll yellow discolored eyes lying on the floor. I felt a primitive hunger and hatred in the bloodshot eyes. Sometimes I feel like I'm trying to use my strength, but the discharge after me is very small. I barely even heard of the corrected winter.

There are numerous injections left on the monster's arm. A nearby trash bin shows a warning sign for biological waste. The empty ampoules and syringes spill as you kick them. In addition, blood gauze and decomposed biotissue samples became a handful.

‘It's not dangerous to be abandoned like this. ’

Winter lowered the alertness of the sudden rise. I suspected that they had tested cholera in mutants, but they would have done it more rigorously. It was unlikely at the time when there was no warning in the original sense of survival.

Johanna, who was looking at the wire, said.

“Looks like this is the safeguard. It seems to be the way Trickster sends the current out. If you do this, you won't be able to self-destruct. ”

The Defense Strategy Institute found that the Trickster explosion overloaded itself and detonated. Therefore, when the electrode is plugged in and discharged, the self-explosion is blocked from the source.

You didn't have to kill each other. The two who resume the search. The freak's choir drifts away from your back.

The control area was wide enough to make up half the deck.

As you turn the corner past the compartment where the vinyl was laid, the flushing sound vibrates. Directions are non-glowing. Stack the wall to look for the switch. The lights are on. Under a whimpering fluorescent light, a horror reveals how little life is left.

“Anne, come here for a second. ”

Joanna steps forward, aiming backwards from the corner.

“Oh, God. ”

The agent covers his mouth with one hand. When I close my eyes, my anger is young.

“Son's of bitches. How can a person do this...... ”

Dead bodies are lined up, handcuffed, full of sight. Men and women, elderly people and children were injured in their heads without exception. The hole in the back of the head is small and the hole in the brow of the forehead or nose is large. Corruption has not begun. I haven't even bled out yet. The sound of water falling from somewhere else was almost bloody.

Joanna clenches her fist, looking at a few.

“There is no evidence of immunorejection, even if there is a blister on the skin. I'm not infected.”

Winter nods.

“They were supposed to be used as lab rats. ”

If you follow the fallen corpses on your knees, there is a hole in the wall where you leave garbage. The lower half of the corpse emerges out of the hole. As I approached, winter grabbed my stiff leg and pushed me. It won't go in. Looks like it's blocked.

Human dignity was a treatment I could not feel at all.

Shake it, shake it. Shutter humming. Joanna takes a picture with a self-conscious face.

“You didn't kill the mutant, but you killed a man and left. ”

“It may have been the mercy of those who are truly patriots. At least it'll be less painful than burning alive. ”

The words of winter make me feel disgusted. Joanna closes her eyes once more and mutters her curse.

After finishing the bond,

[Hook]

The FBI agent praying for the dead bounces back. The sound of someone breathing into the microphone. Joanna's horrific gaze points to the speaker. Winter frowned in the same direction.

"Somehow Crisis Detection" responded.... ’

However, the alert of sensory correction was weak unless it was a direct threat. Queek.I was expecting one or two freed variants.

Was there supposed to be one in the security room?

Regret was meaningless now. Winter felt like the brain was freezing cold.

After a sharp electronic beep breaks, a familiar voice echoes across the speaker.

[Ha, ha. Director Gibson, and lieutenant midwinter. What are you guys doing in there?]

“Chadwick! You bastard! ”

Joanna's furious cry. Jiaying, the closed-circuit cameras are moving.

[Oh, excuse me. I can't hear you, Superintendent, because you're not on the mic. Phew. It's obvious that you don't need to hear anything.]

Rather than the emotional harshness of the FBI agent's breathing, Chadwick, who was shivering, was roughened for other reasons.

[You guys are amazing. Whew, it wasn't usual to come down undetected from the top. It's been a long time since I ran directly on the scene, so I have to say it feels like my body isn't following me.... Anyway, don't move. It's useless to move now. Hahaha.]

Winter's eyes narrowed. If the situation room needed to be avoided, at least some of the CIA agents were not part of the "true patriots".

‘Now I know why I've arrived. ’

By postponing that it's useless to move, the door must have already been sealed. At least Joanna's key card was no longer valid.

Click. You hear the sound of a switch going up through the noise on the speakers.

[Now, let's talk.]

It seems to have activated the microphone in the closed circuit.

“What do you want? ”

An FBI agent with an unwavering rage. Reason was colder than emotion. However, the situation is the worst. The head of the CIA could have saved or killed a foreman and a boy officer.

[Why do you think I want something?]

“Otherwise, I would have just locked the door and left. ”

Then Chadwick bursts into laughter.

[You're confident. I didn't have anything to say, I just wanted to say goodbye.]

And then there's the happy laugh again. Soft. Joanna grits her teeth.

[Well, let's leave the teasing to this......]

Chadwick's tone has changed.

[Yes, there is something I want. To the lieutenant in the middle of the winter, not you.]

Joanna's gaze is towards winter. A short exchange of eyes. Winter faced the lens to adjust the angle. And I raised my voice.

“If you have something to say. I'll listen.”

[It's not a big deal. I want you to kill Miss Gibson over there.]

“ ……. ”

Lieutenant, don't you want to live?]

Chadwick's question has not been amused.

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# Q&A

Q. Karphis: This is a private organization within the @ Information Agency... I feel like one.

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