Part 7: Ready? Ready? The patient in the Podium received his medical treatment for the after-procedure. [1] The Doctor observed his patient from the monitor hoping for something to turn up. “How’s patient Zero? Any progress at all Doctor?”, the Councilor asked. “Nothing much mister Councilor. His vital signs however shows much progress. He will come to after enough rest.”, said the Doctor as the Councilor leaves the monitor room. Rows of canisters were stored in the Cold Storage Room with a label on it, Perfect Solution. The Doctor ordered his staff to handle with care when moving the Perfect Solution to another facility. Elsewhere in the Podium, numerous numbers of people in what it seemed to be a prison cell shouting and screaming begging for help and a need to contact the outside world. “Please, let me out! Please!”, said one female prisoner who seems to be around her 20s. ...
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