Alice turned back to the computer. She pulled open a black screen and began typing things that made no sense to Ashleigh. But shortly after, there were sounds from the monitors attached to the children. She didn’t understand what was happening, but understood that Alice was the cause.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m waking them up,” Alice said.
“What? But you said….” Ashleigh hesitated. “If they are like you, won’t it be too dangerous to wake them all at once?”
“Do you plan on carrying fifty children out and up all those stairs? Even the elevator would still be difficult to get them all out safely.” Alice sighed.
Ashleigh sighed but didn’t respond.
“They are not monsters,” she said softly. “They are victims.”
“You’re the one that described yourself as a weapon,” Ashleigh sighed as she looked back at the children.
