"I seem to have heard of it, but I'm not very sure," one young bloodling said.
"I heard of it as well," another added. "But the research base had tight security, so not only did they suppress our abilities and movements, they also never mentioned anything else. As for the experiments… we weren't awake." A hint of confusion tainted the man's expression. "But I once realized that they were contacting a certain location every once in a while to report their progress. I'm sure there'll be records somewhere."
"Where can we find the records?"
Any clues of communication would be great. They could use them to trace the origin of the organization.
"I know, it's in the control room!" one of the bloodlings shouted out, pointing towards the room that had collapsed. "I've been investigating the Galactic network for the longest time, so I could hack into their system."
Great! "I'll have to trouble you then, let's go!"
