A breathtaking landscape of the orange horizon can be seen from the isolated structure, an amalgam of endless meadows and swamps eclipsed by the singular sky in the midst of twilight. Situated in a single mountain, the immense, tall and stiff building, resembling the standard Maltese architectural design, mimicked the rocky and dark foundations. Only a vibrant white light coming from one of the windows differed from the shadowy forms.
Behind the window, a grey and spacious cubic room remained immaculate, only ruined by a blood trail in the floor. The big red silhouette started near the bed and ended in the entrance, an opened door with magnetic sealing mechanism. Besides that, the area was filled by several elements worthy of long-term academic studies: A map in the wall, showing the different locations of the facility, a robust desk with several drawers, a console with neural-net interface, a couple of chairs and a bed.
All these things surrounded Rex, who rested quietly and unscathed in the bed. The drug was intended to end its effects in any moment and unconsciousness would be no more.
An unintelligible voice was emitted from speakers placed in one of the walls of the room, mumbling and coughing. A couple of questions went clearly, though:
“What do you mean that it is not ready?!? Why did they drop an amateur to take care of the outsider?!?”
Beyond the door, silence and gloom dominated the multiple corridors and halls of the apparently forsaken facility.
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