1985, June 4th. In the Torture House.
"Gentlemen. You understand why all of you are here, right?"
Alfred said as he walked in front of the scientists back and forth. Alexia stood behind him, holding the baby. The baby looked at the environment in front of him. There were instruments of torture everywhere. Each of the scientists were securely fastened to each one. Two of them were inside a cage with deep water below them. Two others were tied to a machine which was used to pull limbs. And another scientist was fastened down on a table. Surgical instruments were placed on a stand next to him. Each of the scientist were struggling to get out. As the baby and Alexia observed, Alfred continued to speak.
"Fools. How stupid can you be to allow a BOW to escape?"
"Sir Alfred! We are most sorry! Please have mercy on us!"
"Quiet! You were not given permission to speak!"
The cage in which the scientist who spoke was plunged into the water. As the cage sank to the bottom, bubbles rised to the surface. Gurgled screams rose from the water. As the bubbles lessened, the baby cooed at the sight. Alexia looked at him and smiled. Alfred continued.
"This action will never be tolerated! Do you people realize how catastrophic it would have been if the virus leaked out?"
The rest of the scientists struggled harder as Alfred walked back and forth around them. The scientist in the other cage screamed out of fear. This sudden action frightened the baby and made him cry. Both Alexia and Alfred became infuriated. Alfred motioned to the doctor to lower the water cage and start the limb-pullers. The baby stopped crying and watched the men scream as the machine began to pull their arms and legs. The baby yelled excitedly watching the men moan and scream as their skin began to tear. He began to smile as the arms and legs ripped off of their bodies. The first sight of human blood made him giggle. Alfred noticed this gesture and smiled. The three Ashfords were pleased. Alfred turned to the man on the table.
"It's your lucky day, mister. But you shall live out your days in the prison."
A sigh of relief escaped the man's lips. Alexia looked at the baby. He had fallen asleep in her arms. It was almost as if the baby was disappointed not seeing the last man die.
"Gentlemen. You understand why all of you are here, right?"
Alfred said as he walked in front of the scientists back and forth. Alexia stood behind him, holding the baby. The baby looked at the environment in front of him. There were instruments of torture everywhere. Each of the scientists were securely fastened to each one. Two of them were inside a cage with deep water below them. Two others were tied to a machine which was used to pull limbs. And another scientist was fastened down on a table. Surgical instruments were placed on a stand next to him. Each of the scientist were struggling to get out. As the baby and Alexia observed, Alfred continued to speak.
"Fools. How stupid can you be to allow a BOW to escape?"
"Sir Alfred! We are most sorry! Please have mercy on us!"
"Quiet! You were not given permission to speak!"
The cage in which the scientist who spoke was plunged into the water. As the cage sank to the bottom, bubbles rised to the surface. Gurgled screams rose from the water. As the bubbles lessened, the baby cooed at the sight. Alexia looked at him and smiled. Alfred continued.
"This action will never be tolerated! Do you people realize how catastrophic it would have been if the virus leaked out?"
The rest of the scientists struggled harder as Alfred walked back and forth around them. The scientist in the other cage screamed out of fear. This sudden action frightened the baby and made him cry. Both Alexia and Alfred became infuriated. Alfred motioned to the doctor to lower the water cage and start the limb-pullers. The baby stopped crying and watched the men scream as the machine began to pull their arms and legs. The baby yelled excitedly watching the men moan and scream as their skin began to tear. He began to smile as the arms and legs ripped off of their bodies. The first sight of human blood made him giggle. Alfred noticed this gesture and smiled. The three Ashfords were pleased. Alfred turned to the man on the table.
"It's your lucky day, mister. But you shall live out your days in the prison."
A sigh of relief escaped the man's lips. Alexia looked at the baby. He had fallen asleep in her arms. It was almost as if the baby was disappointed not seeing the last man die.