With a heavy sigh I pressed down the button for the intercom.
"Send in the cleanup crew. This child is a failure." Almost as soon as the words were spoken men and women in white uniforms came in and looked at the small child, his black hair contrasting his pale skin. Many were smirking, others showing no expression at all. A handful of people picked him up while others unhooked his wires. A few aside set up medication that would be used to keep him calm, not so much for his sake, but simply because they cared not to hear his cries for help. Before they could complete the medicine the boy's brown eyes shot open. Seeing the people around him he kicked and punched his way free and, not sure what else to do, started running. The cleanup crew began yelling.
"Code Blue! Code Blue! Seal all the doors!" As the boy ran through the hallways looking for an escape he listened as the doors began to close. After running through many doors and fighting a handful of men in his way he found himself outside. Willing his legs to keep moving he continued running as he heard that voice again.
"You idiots! Don't let him escape!" The boy ran a few more feet when someone grabbed his leg.
"Come on. Let's have some fun? I think you'll like my game." He felt himself get pinned by someone smaller and looked into there eyes, unable to see most features due to the dark. His heart skipped a beat as he saw this person pull out a syringe. With what strength he had left he kept the needle just out of reach and punched the person, knocking them off. Though his muscles ached he urged his legs to move and was soon out of sight of those aweful people.
Inside the watch tower, seeing all that had happened, the leader sighed. They looked over at a robot, obidiently standing, waiting for orders.
"Finish the Job. And whatever you do," They paused, "Don't get them involved."