The lights flickered on in the halls, and the recorded voice sounded.*
"It is currently 8:00 AM of day six. All subjects shall find morning meals at designated areas. The weather outside is clear, with a mix of sun and clouds."
Danny groaned, sitting up straight in her chair, where she had fallen asleep reading against the table the night before. Staring at the page, she rubbed her eyes and hopped off the chair, walking to a compartment in the wall where all food and other deliveries arrived. This was the sixth day down here, and she hated it. Taking the bowl of oatmeal from the compartment, she sat where she was and ate without any utensils. Growling as she chewed, she looked around the room the scientists had put her in. It was fairly large, larger than the average apartment, with a walk in closet and a separate bathroom. The rest of the room, save for the table with a single chair and the screen built into a wall, was empty. A bed could be folded out of the wall when wanted or needed, but she hadn't even bothered with the thing since she got down here.*
"They're supposed to be bringing my equipment." She grumbled, her ears flat against her head. "And yet I have only received a pile of books I've already read a dozen times!" She threw the bowl against a wall hissing, only to be disappointed when it just bounced away. Standing up, the tiny girl picked up the bowl, inspecting the material. She could break the bowls the day before, why didn't this one smash? She scratched at it with the provided spoon, and found that the glass had been covered in some sore of substance that prevented breakage. Dropping the bowl and spoon, she wandered to to door, cracking it open and peeking out. The wall was dull, concrete walls broken only by doors. At the end of the hall was a set of stairs, leading up to the main door to get out. Two feet of thick iron, that door was impossible to get past without the special passcode, and the key that had to be turned at the same time as the matching key on the other side of the door. It was quite annoying, knowing how little the scientists trusted them. As if Danny wanted out. She huffed, making a face at one of the cameras. If things went her way, she'd be up there, preforming experiments with the others. But, due to whatever laws were now in place, she was stuck down here.*
"Could be worse." She muttered, inaudibly. "Someone could try talking to me." She pulled her head back into her room, proceeding to continue back to her book. The scientists would hopefully bring her stuff later that day.