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[color=lightcyan]Screams, they echoed through the enormous facility, trailing down corridors 
of pure white. Bouncing off glossy floors and brick walls, breaking through
the frigid air that wafted throughout each nook and cranny. The place never
felt any warmth, a tense ambiance leaving you on edge constantly. The endless 
chill released by the facilities air conditioning was enough to drive anyone 
mad. The relief that darkness allowed was never present, the incessant 
buzz of LED lights something that would never cease. The only time 
those horribly blinding lights would flick off, was when the scientists 
finally called it quits for the night. Sometimes that meant never, other
times it meant a few hours of peaceful nothingness, a curtain of darkness
sweeping across the facility, however this was a luxury that was almost 
nonexistent.[/color]

[color=cyan][right][abbr=Don't give up..].̵̩͎̤̗͓͗͌͛̿̍̽͒̐̈́̋̚̕ ̴̢͓͓̯͓̗͙̖̗͎̬̗̥͇͔̖̗͙̀͂͗̏̂̉̈̎̈̏̆̈́̐̏̕̕͘͝.̷̡̬̥̝̣̉̅́͋̌̑̆̅ ̸̼̩̫͊̐̆̋̃̇̓͂̎͠.̴̛̮̰̳͕͕̟̙̳͎̣͖͐̑͊́͛́̂͒͑̀̅̏̐͋̍͘͠͠ͅͅ ̵̨͔̖̭̼̯̫̪̪̬̤̼̜̿̈̓̎̾̿͒͊̐̆̓͒́.̵̢̪̠̞͖͙̭̲̩̖̰̥̺̊̀̏͊̊̀́̇̚ͅ ̵̢̥͖̬̞͚̩̣͙̗̝̺͇͕̱̰̂͗̐̋̀̿̽͑͛̓͝.̷̹̺̲̫̼̺͉̱̯̠̎̄̒͋̑́̈̓̿̿͜[/abbr][/right]      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍      ‍   
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[color=lightcyan][right]Today wasn't unlike the rest, the subjects blessed with time
alone, slept or paced their rooms like wild animals. Each door was unlocked
at exactly 5:00 AM every morning. Allowing the subjects to either be taken
for testing, or given the time to wander the "social" areas. They were not
permitted to eat, only given "special" food at specific times. It was a dull,
devastating existence. The only comfort to be found was provided by the study,
there you could find a subject snuggled up in a blanket, reading some forced
literature. While the books were quite lackluster, it was like a movie for
most of the entertainment deprived subjects.[/right][/color]

[color=cyan][abbr=Fight the madness.].̴̢̛͈͚̞̘̭͔̮̙̤͉͕̦̯̬̩̖̘̫̖̞̱͙͈̜͕̦̜̹̼̞̺͒̓͛͂́͒̀̔͐̊͌̓̏̒̚̚ ̵̛̬̍͆̎͂̃͋̌̈́͆͋͌̐̓͆̍́̈́̍̅̒͒͋͋͑̈́̀͒̐́̀̀͐̕͘͝.̵̢̡̛͇̲̫̫͔̖̪̻͈͇̺̟̙̜͎̹̬̜̦̼̦͚̜̓͆́̀̀̃̀̅̍̀̔͋͆͘̕͜͝ͅ ̷̧̨͍̗̬̪͎͙̱̮͖̜̹̖̱̻̩̱̖̣̭̭̲͙͈̞̘̲̈́̄̒̃̈̆̕͜͝ͅ.̴̟̦̜͕͔̲̟̙̗̽̋͂̈́̒̔͊̓̈́̀̂̾̊́͗̒́̃̈́͆̔̂͠͝͝ ̶̨̧̛̛̛̳̟̼̙̖̜̞̰̝̥̺̦̥̯̙̙̲̱͙͙͓̬̳̫͎͙͛͑͆̈̃̈́̔͂̍̓̓̈̓̽͊͂̈͑̾̓͐̀̈́͘̚͜͠͝͝.̴̛̟͈̟̟̫̫̮͙͉̗̱̠̣͖̮̳̳͕͈͓̋̔͒̒̓͋͌̌̆̇̋̌̉̉̌̌̃̋̌͐̍̈́̄̓̿̃͗̓̕̚͘͝ ̶̨̨̢̟̰̖͕̗͕̻̮͍̬̥͚͔̝͚̱͈̯̞̜̦͍̤̗̟̞̑̃͐̑͐̋͜͜ͅͅ.̸̨̢̡̭̣͓͈̱̫̖͔̜͇̫͎̱̳̟͔̼̦̩̹̬̩̳̤̺̗͗̓͗̍[/abbr]
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[color=lightcyan]The facility had many accommodations, an indoor pool, outside area for those 
who were successful on their tests, gyms, and simple areas that provided 
seating for the subjects to mingle. While the place seemed more like a prison,
there were a few "angels" within the staff. Scientists that offered goodies,
trinkets or books that usually weren't allow, providing a look into the real
world. Giving the subjects their time of day, listening to them, comforting
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[center][i]This was the life of a subject...[/i][/center][/color][color=cyan][right][abbr=You are more than a subject.].̷̢̨̢̛̛̼̯̰̮̟̈́̈́̋͆̂̆͌̈͆͛́̏͊̄͛̇͂̉̈́̏͊́̃̑̂̇̈̏̈̈́̄̀̔̍̈̃̉̀̈́̈͊̍̇̍̓̇̃̆̓͂̑̐̒̎͊̎́̓̽̄͗̒̌͊̄̚͘͘͘͝͝͝͠͝ ̶̢̧̧̨̨͍̤̻̩̫̲̞̩̤̱̳̦̠̰̩̪͍̖͎͕̞̬͖̗͍͓̦̹̦̦̥͈̱̫̭̭͈̺̭͇̦͇̮̣̯̩͓̃̋̏̾̂͛̈̊͋̑̄̈̃̐͑̇̕̕͜͜͠͝͝ͅ.̴̨̢̢̢̨̢̡̧̢̛̼̻͎̳͓͙̯̜͈̫̤̹̜̟̯̪̠̝̬͕̼̦͍̝̜͕̼̪̱͉̥̠̠͓̜̼̖̲̜̙̩̙͕̗̯̟̭̩̺͍̟͎̬̪͍̥̝͎̤͖̼̳̟̜̳̫̣̝͇͓̗͙̠͖̙̆̓̓̓̐̈́̀̾̎͑͊̂͐́͒̀̓̉̓̍̊͐͛͒͊͆̀̔̏̈́̋̍̉̾̿͛͑́͂̂̿͌́̄̓͒̕͜͜͠͝͠͠͝͠ͅͅ ̴̧̡̢̢̨̢̡̛̛͕̜̪̘̰̙͎̬̘̱̞̪͖̹̥̦̖̤͇͉̻͈͓̙͔̣̲͎̞͚͚̼̟͍̘̱̲̰̯̳̪̖̮̭̥̟͈͙͙̻̣̠͓̘̹͈̦̫̺̪̦͎̤͙̩̭̈́̃̎̅̽͆̀̈́̓̓͋̊̿̑̀̾̾̔̃̓̈́̔͊͌̈́̋̈́͋̆̉̃͑̀̋̅̆̌̀̀͋̈́̈́̆̊̇͗́̚͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅ.̴̧̢̧̢̛̛̮̙̫̹̞̝̦̜̳̠̥̝̮̺̪̣̫̜̤̯̬̙̯̟̘̖̱̜͕̱̏̇̂̾̐͒͑̈́̒̾̄̓̾̈́̐̔̋̅͋͐̎͐̊͒͑̊͒̋̔̾͑̈́̂̃́͗͛̏̃̔͂͒̈́͋̈̀̅̄̈͒̀̊̓̇̉̎̇̏͂̈́̓́̀͐̒͌͒̃́̓́̌̌̀̄̀̉̈́̕̚̚͘͝͝͠͝͠͝ͅ ̶̧̡̢̨̡̧̧̛̦̳̞̟̤͔͔̝̦̥̯̘̺̻͔͍̱͉̯̤̼̼͈̣̮͕͕͕̤̠͙̝͉̙̭̬̭̯̼̥̜͇̩̯̜̟̯̪̞̺͕̦̗͎̙̝̰̲͎̪̅̈́̀̽̈́͆̐̈̇̏̈́̔̈̉̍̐̄̏̈́͐̅́̄̂͋̑̀̈͛̒̌͆̇̈́̐͋̒̑̃̐͌̓̿̎̈́̄͑͂̑̈̆̚͘̚͘͝͝͝͝͝͠.̶̢̡̨̨̡̧̢̪͔̣̠͕̤͖̤̦̙͇̰̝̜͍̘̖͉̜̪̙̪̭̣̱͇͖̖̤̘̜̹̪̙̦̩̼͍̞̝̪͉̼̥̻̥͇͓̰̦͉͓̩̗̦̜̱͙͓̤̰͙̦̝̟̙̗̳͇̬̯̮͎̜̤̦̽̓̔̆̎͛̐͐̾͊͑̕͜ͅͅ ̶̧̡̥̳̮̮͎͚͕̪̪̝̮͕̙̜̰͙̯̲͓̰̠͇̯̣̖̙̥̤̫̻̦̺̦̮̺̞̼͔͖̖͓̬̘̖̮̳̝͇͕͈̊̄̈́̈́̈̅̏͛̈͂̽͆͌̄͌̇̀̎́̄̓̉̋̀̇̅͛̑̐̓̿̎̑͒̾͒̄̇͆͗́̔̑̔̏͊̄̊̉̍̏̓̋͆̉́̃͂̃̾̌̽͌̎̕͘̕͘̕͘͘̚̕͝͝͝͝͠͝͝͠ͅͅ.̴̧̢̨̨̨̡̢̢̨̡̖̱̦͔̥̦̖̮̙̼̳̯̲̤̪͙͎̯̳̣̟͎̻͕̘͔̜̖͖̖̥̪̣̮͚͔͍̯̯̖̱͈̣̯̼̮̳̤͈̜͙̟̥̮̳̣͈͍̮̻̫̬̘̬̰͓̣̗̱̘͕̬̪̘͎̘̑̈́͌̾̑̉̄̽́̃̽͒̀̾͋͆͛͋̐̀̀̌̀̌̌̍̑́͐͛͒̿̎̊̒̇͆̅͌̋̈́̀̊̃̆̃̓̾͂͆̈́̎͒̈́̈́͊̈́̆̎́̀͋̒̕͘͘͘̚̕͜͜͜͜͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͝ͅ[/abbr][/right][/color]