Chapter Six - The Doctor
This is horrible. I never imagined this.
Bad enough to experiment on children, bad enough to create them for that purpose. But to suppress their abilities with drugs, to only let them be telepaths or telekinetics or seers when you want something from them, that is unforgivable. They are using these kids as lab rats and it's killing them.
So I'm going to stop it.
The first thing is to free the kids. Poor little things, the youngest is only three. Antidote to the drugs they're kept on is somewhere in this lab, at least according to Chloe. She's the oldest, can't be more than fifteen herself. Nice kid.
Ah, here we are. And look, yet more evidence of how unpleasant this whole outfit is. These syringes are numbered, barcoded, individually labelled in every way possible. Except names, of course. Rats don't need names.