Site 83, Nunavut Canada, Unknown Disclosure
10/12/2019, Unknown Time, EDT
Malovent sat down in doubt. It was too sudden.
"I am going to be precise, and uncensored, it does not matter now."
"It happened, we lost," said Matok, as he holstered his Beretta.
"No, we still have a chance, we have her. Her baby is humanities final hope in existence," replied Malovent.
"The final message from O-5 was an XK Class scenario. That was 4 minutes ago."
"There could be billions dead already, we could be the last ones alive," Matok said.
Malovent and Matok sat in 173's containment cell, as the last Euclid-Keter anomalies were evacuated to an unknown site.
The echo of footsteps was heard 10 meters away from the containment area. Armed men in white uniforms and concealed helmets appeared by the doorway.
"Sir." said one of the armed men.
"I still have faith, Humanity may be enslaved to what happened but we do have a future. As long as she gives birth, humanity will be saved." explained Malovent.
"You are describing a reverse Procedure 110 Montauk, sir?" said the SD guard as he put his MP5 on safety.
"Perhaps, this was caused by the 110 Montauk failure, yes?"
"I believe so, Sir, although it may not be true. They are still rumours. It was just so shortly ago, the last message from O-5 was just mere minutes ago." said the SD
"We lost, case closed. We're going to die." moped Matok.
"How is the word on our MTF's?" asked Malovent.
"I'm Afraid we lost contact with them."
"And the other sites? Dr. Gears, Dr. Clef, come on, don't tell me Dr. Bright succumbed to whatever the fuck is going on?!"
"No contact with other sites, except Area-11, all contact with the MTF's were cut shortly ago, however moments ago, Beta-7 was calling for help."
"Is She okay?"
"Yes, sir. The labor pains are putting her in distress, however, She is doing very well in the medical department."
Malovent would stand up and begin walking.
"I'm headed to the comms room, get me on the phone with Area-11. Secure the hell out of this entire facility."
Malovent takes an elevator up to the communications office
As soon as the elevator doors open, a researcher is waiting for him and he runs to Malovent.
"Sir, I have good news, but horrible news indeed."
"I am aware of this horrible news, just tell me the good news."
"You are the new Administrator of Site-83, as the old administrator went missing."
Malovent Muttered; "For the sake of the lord, just get me on the phone with Area-11."
Malovent grabbed his Level 5 keycard and inserted it into the slot. the red slot colours promptly turned green, followed with an automated voice stating "Access Granted."
The door opens, only for Malovent to witness over 50 site personnel attempting to make contact with other sites, MTF's, and the O-5. The room was chaos, personnel running to phones. Trying to make what was happening.
Malovent began to think of his family, His mom, his dad, His brother was an Apprentice Scientist at Site-14, but he did not know what happened, communications were lost, they seemed like the only ones left. This caused Malovent to hesitate, and freeze.
Approximately 10 researchers, agents, scientists, and other personnel marched to Malovent, demanding an answer to what on God's green earth was happening.
"Gentlemen, Gentlemen, your guess is as good as mine." Malovent replied.
An agent waved him down. He walked down to the agent.
The agent said, "Your phone call with Area-11, Sir."
Malovent grabbed the phone.
An extremely stern voice crept from the speaker.
"Edmond, yes, the severity of the situation is too amid, I must say your first name."
Malovent replied hesitantly "Clarke, what the fuck is happening right now."
'Clarke' replied, with "I got someone who wishes to speak to you, it is extremely urgent."
As Malovent kept the phone close to his ear, he heard the sound of phones being shuffled.
A younger, yet still stern voice spewed from the speaker.
"Doctor Edmond Malovent, to I assume i am speaking to?"
"Yes, and to who am I speaking to."
"This is O5-11 to you. I would be telling you to readact my title, but the situation calls for it to be unnecessary."
Malovent remained silent in a tone of continuation to the other speaker.
"I will briefly explain to you all of my knowledge of what happened."
O5-13 Repeated, "Cue the Special Containment Procedures."
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