In a room filled with screening monitors, a tall man was keeping an eye on the two 'prisoners' with a complex look.
"Captain," he heard a female voice from beside him but his stiff expression didn't change even for a second as if he didn't even hear the voice. Seemingly used to his reaction, the other person continued solemnly, "What are we supposed to do with these two?"
The man rubbed his bottom lip with his index finger. "Number 104 is still resisting?" He seemed rather intrigued as his eyes stared at the screen which showed Lily's small figure curled up and trying to fight her own consciousness with all her willpower. Seeing her fighting to hold on to her humanity, his eyes glinted, "Interesting. It's been years I have seen someone resisting the drug for so long."
