We sat on our seats, solving some complex equations, even if it's become accustomed to us.
I looked at everyone in the room where I , subject 44 resided.
All empty minded, they all gave up hope of living a normal life... The word.
"Perfection"
The dream the Nursery calls a goal, I can't but laugh at the thought of ever taking that word seriously.
I despise this world I live in, a world that thrive on an imaginary dream, remaining aloof to the imperfect reality that awaits them when the lashes of they're eyes come uncovered.
I can't wait...
I can't wait to experience the outside world and get the rigid thoughts of illogical approach of this damned place.
I guess... I guess 42 feels the same.
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I was done with the fifty questions that contains complex equations and relaxed my shoulders.
The instructor's were laxed as well due to the task as it was easy for people like us.
Activities was abruptly held to a stop as an announcement now occured.
"All instructors should report back to the director now!!" The voice rang in the speakers.
With that all the instructors without any hesitation, just went they're way, walking into and through the exit.
Now we were left with our mates in the room... We were never left unsupervised, never left without monitoring. A mechanical sound could be heared in the room that alerted everyone.
The cameras being the cause of the sound just shut down, with an eerie silence sweeping the room.
*What was happening, what are they up to, was the Nursery giving us a--* My thoughts came to a stop as I heard a voice coming from the speaker once again, this time with a robotic kind of voice.
" All subjects are given freedom to interact with others, you may make contact any way you see fit."
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With that, the voice came to an end with just that sentence that was vague. but the screen above shows a number illuminating 35 subjects.
*Oh... with the screen showing 35, it's pointing at the total of everybody here, and that last sentence...*
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I stood up from my seat and walked up to the front of the room. "What do you presume they want us to do?"
I asked them, but they all had the same expressionless face etched up in their head.
"It's obvious... We should be killing ourselves and the last to come out unscathed will be given some kind of reward"
The silence was clear but calm, I looked they're faces morphing into a dark expression, with one of them standing up. Subject 46.
"I always wanted to put you down on your place 44, let me do the honour of getting rid of you"
I smiled as everyone seems against me at this moment.
But does it matter?