Literature

  Zone C was a darker place. Not just in terms of light, but in terms of atmosphere. The life and light of the greenhouses did not reach down here. This was a place of containment, of questions that had long gone unanswered despite numerous trials and errors. There was great pain here. All of the inhabitants of the Morpheus facility had suffered, but it was the inhabitants of Zone C that remembered....

It felt as though he was descending into an abyss. The red flash of an emergency light was Tobias’ only companion for a time, and the more stairs that he descended, the weaker its light became. New smells came up the stairway, which heralded an entirely new stretch of the facility with new memories. His path took him there. Rust and metal smelled the strongest in the stairway, but beyond that, earth. Moist soil that was the stuff of envy to the pitiful pots that he’d passed b...

It was eerily silent in the Morpheus facility, now that most everyone had fled. Greeted the light that spilled into the entryway when the great doors had finally opened. A few still remained. Little scavengers that wanted to pick over those that hadn’t been so lucky as to make it out alive, either trampled by their fellows in their frantic attempts to flee or purposefully slain by those that they had once been forced to share a space with. Something...about the entrance prickled at the back...