[h2][center][color=39b54a]Zombie[/color][/center][/h2]

Trevor was sound asleep when he was suddenly jolted awake from the shock collar around his neck. It pulled him out of a solid sleep causing him to fall out of bed. His eyes shot open to find the source of the pain and landed on a guard standing on the other side of the safety glass door to his unit. The guard's hand was on the trigger and a look of enjoyment on the man's face as he watched the child of eve pull himself off the ground. Trevor rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he stared at the man through the door with a look that was wondering why he had been shocked.

"Your late number 9. Hurry or your gonna get shocked again."

[color=39b54a]"What are you even talking about?"[/color] That was when Trevor noticed the message that was still on the monitor in his room. Apparently he had slept straight through the alarm and lights turning on that had told everyone else that there was a meeting and now it was 5:55am and all the guards had arrived to escort his siblings to the auditorium. Lucky for him, he had slept in his pants and didn't even bother to throw on a shirt instead putting on his jacket and walking out the door to the waiting guard. 

As he left his room, Trevor noticed the large amount of guards on duty and knew that it couldn't just be for little ol' him. That meant that there had to be others that were coming to this meeting and after coming to this realization he pushed it out of his head as it really didn't matter in the end. 

Eventually, they made their way to the auditorium where Trevor saw that there were already a good amount of his siblings already there. He was still waking up so he wasn't as loud as he normally was when he ended up around the others. Number 9 took a seat near the rest of the single digit numbers and was trying to hold in a smirk as he started at the director. If most of his siblings wanted to that flimsy barrier would not protect the director or any of the guards that were standing ready to gun them down.