“Intriguing!”
That was the only word the director uttered after hearing Emily's words. Normally, they would be just common words, but when spoken to Emily—especially when coming from the director—she couldn't shake the feeling that her day wouldn't be as calm as she had imagined.
“I heard the new anomaly has a humanoid form, resembling a little girl about 9 to 10 years old. However, I still haven't received any photos or detailed information about her”
Although the director's words might not have seed significant to an outside observer, what truly resonated with Emily was: “Why haven't I received any information or photos about the new anomaly yet? Are you hiding sothing from ?” Emily let out a quiet sigh, resigned.
(Is it already ti to panic?)
But in the end, what could Emily do? She really didn’t like Graham’s thods. Although her disposition toward anomalies wasn’t the best—most of the ti, she wished they would be destroyed for being dangerous—with Graham, the situation felt a bit different. Behind his superficial smile, Emily sensed that he had other plans for the captured and cataloged anomalies, but she couldn’t figure out what that goal was.
Yet, Emily would not back down. It was true that Graham held a higher position than hers, but that was just on paper; the reality was quite different. In a way, Emily had an authority level equal to, and sotis even higher than, Graham's. Therefore, she would not yield.
“I apologize for that, Director Graham. Since the anomaly was recently discovered, we are still in the process of cataloging it. We don’t know if it’s friendly or not towards humans, so we cannot invade its personal space without first understanding what we are dealing with”
Emily watched Graham's expression cautiously and was montarily surprised to notice that there was no change in his deanor, even after her words. For so reason, she felt like she had walked into a trap. And just as she predicted, Graham’s next words confird that suspicion.
“Seriously? That’s strange. From what I’ve heard, she seems to be relatively friendly towards humans”
At that mont, Emily’s earlier thoughts materialized: soone was indeed passing information to Graham without her permission. However, she found herself powerless in the situation; after all, there was nothing wrong with it. At the end of the day, Graham was the director.
“Hmm… it seems we’re facing a little misunderstanding. I know you are extrely professional, Researcher Emily, and I understand you want to be absolutely certain about what you’re dealing with before sending any information. However, don’t forget that we’re a team. In any case, I think I’ll have to check personally to draw my own conclusions”
“... Understood, director”
In the end, Emily had no choice but to agree. After all, she still needed to respect the rules of authority that were fundantal to the organization’s cohesion.
“Please, follow . I will take you to the anomaly”
***
(POV – Protagonist)
My days couldn't be more peaceful and calm. Lately, nothing has happened. I just stay in my room, eating candy and watching TV. By the way, my room is so full of toys now that it's almost possible to swim among them. Honestly, I don’t know why Laura keeps bringing more, since I never play with any of them. Maybe she just wants to make the environnt more aesthetic? I really have no idea.
Other than that, I can say I’m very lucky with my current situation. They give everything I ask for—or gesture for, since I can’t speak. The food is delicious, and I can just sleep all day long. Really, I can’t see anything negative about this. Plus, I can even go out and explore whenever I want now.
By the way, at the mont, I was watching a TV show that really caught my attention. It was a survival reality show on a deserted island, where the participants have to fend for themselves. I was watching, lying on my bed, swinging my feet up and down as I followed the episode.
At that mont, the large glass screen behind revealed the other side, reminding of my old room, where I broke the wall to escape. It’s been a while since I left there, so I don’t know if they fixed it. Anyway, even though I was facing away, I could still feel their presence watching from the other side.
There were several scientists, but the only ones I had any connection with were Emily and Laura. Furthermore, for so reason, the two seed nervous while talking to a man with gray hair, yet with a visibly well-preserved physique.
They appeared to be discussing sothing, but I couldn't hear what they were saying, as the place was soundproof. Judging by Laura and Emily’s expressions, it was likely not good news. Moreover, the fact that they were right in my room led to believe that this “sothing bad” had to do with in so way.
I pretended not to pay attention, keeping my gaze fixed on the television, but secretly observed their actions and reactions. Minutes of a heated discussion passed until it seed an agreent was reached. However, Emily and Laura’s expressions showed resignation. I didn’t know exactly what they wanted, but it looked like they had lost.
Monts later, the door to my room opened, and a man entered, holding a gun aid directly at . He was alone, and from his clothing, he seed to be from the organization’s suppression force—or sothing similar, at least that’s the na that ca to my mind. In any case, despite being ard.
His gaze betrayed fear, and he couldn't stop trembling. Slowly, I shifted my gaze from the television to him, and at that very mont, the man stepped back a pace, aiming the gun more precisely, now directly at my head. I was completely bewildered by the situation; after all, what exactly did he expect to do?.
(Can soone please explain what’s going on here?)
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