As the old key was turned in the lock, the door to cell 2 creaked open. She pulled the key out of the keyhole and tossed the keyring onto the floor as she slammed the cage shut behind her. Nobody would get out and nobody would get in until she completed her task.
Mother stared at her, waiting for her to strike. She pulled the same cleaver that Mother had used on Mr. Roberts from inside her dress.
When the nurses concluded that she was not supposed to be there they had called for security...she knew that she must act or it would be too late.
She lunged at Mother with an aggression she had not felt before...and she knew within herself that this was due in part to the vengeance she felt rising in her chest...She knew all along that Mother had been the one that caused the need for these experiments...and so it was required that she would take the knowledge that Mother alone possessed...That mad doctor had been her Mother's own Father...and from what she gathered, it had started with him...Mother had been a pawn in this whole experiment, and pawns in and of themselves are insignificant.
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