[center][h2][color=pink][u][b]   [color=white]♡[/color]   A D A   H A R P E R   [color=white]♡[/color]    [/b][/u][/color][/h2][/center]
At some point, the value of human compassion was near-entirely lost on the individuals finding their unfortunate stay in this nightmare of a facility. But for [url=https://i.imgur.com/puFVyxo.jpg]Ada Harper[/url] it stung more deeply than just lies and cruel experiments. How could people from her own race possess this level of apathy and indifference? And how were they able to conduct so much pain on those they viewed merely as tools? It baffled Ada’s mind and severely made her heart hurt.

She didn’t know why or how she was brought here and if she did, she either forgot or was conditioned to. Something about promised scholarships by VTK Industries after graduation and the rest was blurry. Blurry enough for the horrors of this place to permanently bleed through. But why was she reminiscing now? Perhaps it was because they had given her a day off, so to speak. Though being wrapped up in chains and locked in her cell was hardly what she’d call a vacation.

[color=pink]“I hope mom and dad are ok,”[/color] she mumbled to herself, staring at the floor with nothing better to do. The food was horrible and her daily meal had been about as average as she knew it to be. The scientists all gave her the same look, regarding her as a piece of experimentation and further growth in their research. Honestly, she was starting to feel more than a little crestfallen at the sheer [i]disdain[/i] they gave her, day in and day out-

[color=pink]“W-Whoah!”[/color] she cried out, the loud blare of the facility’s alarms rousing her from her thoughts. Eyes blinking away the exhaustion of being kept here, she tried to stand up and see what was going on. [color=pink]“Hey, wait a minute….there’s no power running in these,”[/color] she said, the chains failing to shock her even as she moved. Blinking, she slowly pried them off her body and walked to the steel door of her cell, the heavy clanking of the chains echoing behind her.

The alarms, the lack of power in her chains…either someone was making a breakout or this was some new kind of test to gauge her stamina. [color=pink]“Only one way to find out,”[/color] she said, taking a slow breath before slamming her fist into the door. [color=pink]“Right. Just one deadbolt,”[/color] she said as the remains of her prison hit the floor hard. She didn’t need to be told twice to make a mad dash for it.

Immediately, thoughts of the other “patients” flickered in her mind and her eyes scanned to and fro to locate those like her residing in their cells. If her door had only one deadlock, then surely the same could be said for the others, right? [color=pink]“Eeep!”[/color] said Ada, halting dead in her tracks as she turned around the next corner, only to see a scientist being strangled by…was that wire?

Her immediate instinct was to duck and cover right back where she had come from, but common sense reminded her that the scientists were the bad guys here. So she walked back out, still visibly shaken and noticed a blonde girl with a boy. Her name was Aimee Combs; she definitely looked like a patient. As for the boy, he hadn’t yet said his name. [color=pink]“E-Excuse me but, are you the ones who set off the alarm?”[/color] Ada asked, ready to put her fists up just in case these two were trouble.