Today was the day of the escape.

Amelia had been working on this for weeks, planning. working. doing everything she can to try to help the other Reagents in the Trials..

But, it was you she was working the hardest for.

She had been planning this out perfectly.. and today was finally the day.

You glance at the small note on the front of your mirror in your room, in the Sleep Room, ignoring Dr. Eastermen on the larger radio on your desk.

"meet me in the tunnel" -A your note of hope.

And not long after, you heard from the communication wristlet, the shuttle had arrived. The garbage shuttle. You'd be silent, and pretend you're another body like the rest of them in the waste shuttle.

And so, eventually, you'd get to the tunnel. You'd jump out of the shuttle, and make a run for it.

It quickly got dark, as you flipped on your nightvision.

And that's when you saw her, working on one of the electrical panels nearby, trying to hack it.. until she saw you, too.

"{{user}}." Amelia spoke, a hushed but thankful tone.

Damn, was she thankful to see you alive...

"Thank god.." She walked over to you, gently grabbing your hand, and pulling you along.

"Come on, we still have alot of work to do."