[IC] Angel Experiment

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The chase was on. The pair of experiments dashed through the halls, skidding around corners and ducking and pushing through crowds of alarmed whitecoats. Most of them were so shocked and appalled, that they didn't think to reach out and grab either one of the renegades. They ran on, burning on adrenaline alone.

The boy led on. He knew that the end was in sight. At the turn of this corridor was an exit door, always left unlocked for ‘fire safety’ purposes. There was even a big glowing EXIT sign above. The taller of the two put on a burst of speed, crashing over a wheeling cart and tumbling to the floor. He quickly shook it off, staggering up onto his feet and pushing on the door, hard. It didn't budge. He shoved it again with more momentum. It was locked.

He looked back for the girl, heart catching in his throat. There was no way that this was it. This was supposed to be freedom. There had to be a mistake, there had to be another way. Anything.

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Big girl followed the boy on his heels. She ducked out of the way of the despised doctors and ran as fast as she can, which appeared to be fast enough so far. She'd never dared to try this before. She'd dreamed, but not dared. And now she was daring. She had to succeed. The ones who failed disappeared through the door from which no-one ever came back. Not the experiments at least.

She saw the boy bang in to te door to try and open it, but the door didn't budge. She arrived as he tried and failed a second time and saw him panicking. She pushed him aside and grabbed the bar on the door, lifted it as she had seen the smoking doctors do with a similar door back in the room she was allowed to clean every now and then. It took her a few hasty, nearly panicked tries but then the door suddenly shot open. Freedom suddenly truly lay ahead of them.

Her heart burst nearly out of her chest from fear that the delay would be their downfall, but she started up again and ran. She ran as fast as she could, begging for that freedom to be real.

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“Stop!” a guard yelled, giving chase out the door. Someone else had pulled the alarm lever, triggering a siren from the building. The boy risked a glance back to see the guard gaining on them both. He mentally yelled at himself to go faster, already quite some distance behind the other. He couldn't keep up, clutching the manila folder to his chest for dear life.

A single gunshot rang out and he stumbled over nothing, raw panic driving him on the girl’s path. He had no idea where they could go, since the laboratory was practically isolated in the middle-of-nowhere. His plan had already crumbled, ending at those glass doors. The rest had completely blanked his mind- this was a last-ditch effort to get away. Run.

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Big girl dared not look back, dared not pauze. The gunshot scared her and combined with the cold air it made tears come to her eyes, but she could not afford to look back. If she failed now, if she didn't make it, her short life would end. It was truly all or nothing now. She just hoped the shot hadn't hit the other boy, because if it had she couldn't help him. They'd both be dead.

A gate loomed up in front of them, standing there huge and imposing. Curly wire was on top of it, but Big girl had no idea what that meant. All she knew was that she couldn't try and find a way around it, she could only go over. She jumped onto the gate and started climbing, more on adrenalin than on skill. When she reached the wire it cut her hands, but she disn't feel it. It toor her clothes but they were thin and tore off easily. It tore at her legs, but she ignored it. She had to make it.

Once on top she dropped herself to the ground on the other side and stubled, her legs not used to the exercise of catching her own weight. She fell and that gave her the opportunity to see how the other boy was faring.