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( Miriam )

He had asked for everything to disappear. To put it simply, that hadn`t been his best moment. But something about watching Mary frightened him. The absent look on her face when she told him the body in the cell was her husband, the poisoning of her child, the loss of even her own name. She had chained herself to her misery with memory. Looking at ( Read more... )

(Note: This section is also a bit older an in need of revision)
[Kayla]

She had never thought about writing before until all she had left was pen, paper, and silence. All her life, Kayla had lived around boisterous friend and a generally loud family. The labs were desolate of sound. When she had been first brought here, she figured the distinctly plain, ( Read more... )

[Helen]
After the dead body, the woman didn't think the day could have gotten any worse. There were no windows or any indication of an `outside` meaning she was underground. So after awhile running seemed pointless with endless grey hallway after endless grey hallway. Jesiah and her may have been blindfolded but they couldn't stop her from listening to ( Read more... )

(*Big Note- this section has many revisions that I have to put in, so excuse the awkwardness of it)
[Mary]

She never thought that the term stone cold until she came to work at the BML. The place was colder than a morgue, mostly because of what it stored. Blaringly white ideals lead people to ditches full of rooting deformed bodies or worse still alive and ( Read more... )