kitkitty

 Science and slavery; Love and insanity The clock ticked and tocked like a broken record, scittering sounds of test mice in their cages echoeing in the high ceiling. There was a young man looking to be about 26, slouching over a table on his stool, arms crossed to be used as a pillow for his aching head. He wore a white lab coat with matching pants, and shiny black shoes. Fighting to keep his eyes open, he looked up towards a bright sugerical lamp in attempt at shaking off the exhaustion. It didnt work, and he just flopped his head back down onto the table. Riiiiing. He jumped at the sound of the 12th shift bell, and it woke up a few sle

 ..."So why did you take me here, Father?" A little girl spoke in fluent English, though she was one hundred percent Azkaine. Swaying her legs too-and-fro off the edge of the dock, she glanced to appreciate the soft sound of crickets humming and the water rippling, then back to her standing Father. "Cynthia dear, I needed to teach you about a life lesson I learned the hard way as a child your age." He seemed too tense to relax and sit down. The sunset warmed their skin, faces glowing a warm yellow orange. Cynthia's thick brunette curls bounced as she tilted her head left and right, humming softly with the crickets. "You may tell me anything