A Bad Composition

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A loud bang rang off the wall of her cell as one of the doctors and some guards entered her room.


"Get up D-9560, you're needed for the next test."


D-9560 stood with no resistance, all be it some irritation, and patiently lets the guards put her in chains. Some may wonder why she put up no fight even though she knew, oh yes, she knew. D-9560 could hear at a range unlike any human so she knew that most of the people on her level were certain to die in their test. Still, she put up no resistance because she knew it would only lead to more useless pain. She may be young, but she was incredibly smart.


You see D-9560 was only 14 when she was sent to the foundation, but it seemed impossible for someone so young and sweet to be on death row. However, D-9560 killed her whole school in a massive slaughter by poisoning everyone she could then offing the others with clawed gloves. 


So she was sent to the foundation for testing. She was saved to be used in tests to see the effects on someone young. Now D-9560 was ushered into a room with a large metal box suspended in the center, her chains were removed and she was instructed where to stand. The guards and doctor left her there and she waited for her death to face her.


The box was lowered in front of her and opened using what she assumed was remote to revile what looked like a sheet of music. D-9560 stood there and waited for something to pop out at her but there was nothing. She walked over to the box and examined it and the paper, nothing. 


(Ten minutes later)


She had grown bored now as she put the paper back in its place and walked over to the corner of the room; sitting down and waiting to be let out. D-9560 watched as the box was closed and lifted up once more, moments later the guards enter the room. She was chained and taken back to her cell, still utterly confused about what that test even was.

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