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"It appears I have been forsaken," The last girl finally spoke up, "I'm not sure what I've done to offend my cellmates exactly." Lloyd just kept thinking in his head Don't make eye contact, Don't make eye contact, while lying on his bunk, which was at the top. Abby lied on her bunk, the bottom one and just gazed at her hands. "It's not that, they are just acting rashly, logically being dumb," It seemed one of the mutants came back. "I'm sorry, did you hear that?" she asked. Neither of the two were making an wttempt to be usefull at all. Despite them being able to get away with things more easily than most of the other subjects can, they seemed to not want to push their luck, except maybe Abby's verbal annoyances. Maybe they just don't care about resisting, whether it be sloth or morality.

Once the mutants had left, Abby started talking with Lloyd. "You know, this place is very stressfull. I'm barely human anymore yet I'm mentally stressed, though, I bet there are other subjects who are stressed out." Lloyd didn't attempt to move. Abby continued. "You know what I need? If I wasn't so advanced into my bio-replacment process, I could really use a good-" Lloyd instantly turned so he could get a look at Abby, his helmet have a huge bold red '×' on his helmet. "Speaking of which," Abby asked, "I'm wondering why don't they bother to seperate oppisite gendered subjects into different cells, I'm know that that normally is what you'd do to prevent a-subject-you'd-rather-not-talk-about from happening," Lloyd flashed a couple things on his screen, "3-5", "14-", some red bars, an eye, and a depression face, ":(". "Well, you have a couple good points there." Abby admitted. Obviously she understood all that.

"Hey, don't you find it strsnge," Abby noted, "That no guard ias come to check on the cell, and furthermore, why no alarms have gone off?" Lloyd flashed a symbol that may have been an L.E.D. picture of a cloud. "Hah hah," Abby laughed sarcasticly . Obviously some inside joke.