The Mission IX

The first thing Olivera saw when she stepped into the hole where the passageway stopped was the largeness of the space, which could contain more than five thousand people. Then she saw the tubes, the boiling liquids and the lab rats. A modern lab.

‘Where are you?’ She asked the girl, needing to get out of here; it was making her nauseous. Ten more minutes here, and she might be vomiting all over the place. And there was the fact that she didn’t know when the soldiers would be waking up.

‘At the far end of the cave…’

Olivera nodded as if the girl was speaking to her physically. And gesturing with her head, for Miriam to follow her, she sauntered toward the end of the hall, making sure not to look at the tubes housing different organs and parts of an organism.

What the hell! She screamed mentally when she saw a full brain at a table which looked like a butchering table.

“Oh, my god…what are they doing here?” She heard Miriam ask beside her and sighed.

Whose brain was that? A human