Prologue:
"How is it doing?" Director Jared Bentsen peered into the dog crate where the newest experiment was restlessly sleeping. Its' breathing was fast and irregular, whimpering even now and then.
"It appears to be relatively healthy," his assistant, Kevin Opel, said, scribbling notes frantically onto his clipboard.
"Is this one male or female?" the director asked. He poked his finger into the cage and touched the experiment's side. It whimpered but didn't wake.
"It's female," Kevin answered, double checking the chart to be sure.
"Hmm," Dr. Bentsen said.
"Since the first one was male we figured it would be best to try female," the assistant jumped to explain, seeing the look of disproval on his boss's face.
"Yes." Dr. Bentsen straightened up. "Good work," he said before leaving the lab room.
Kevin set his clipboard down and looked in on the sleeping girl. It had long blond hair that lay tangled on the top of her head. She shivered under her thin t-shirt and for a moment he felt a twinge of sympathy.
He shook his head. No, it wasn't a human. It was an experiment, not some little girl. He finished up his work and turned to leave the room but when he turned the light off, the experiment woke with a blood curtailing scream.
Kevin cringed and flipped the light back on. The experiment looked around the room wildly before meeting Kevin's gaze. Her big brown eyes broke his heart but he turned away and closed the door, flipping the light off, and just like the first time it screamed, but this time he ignored it and walked away. It would have to learn to live with the darkness.