Tahre bites his lip as he drags the screaming subject down the hall. The subject, #15121c-9849 seems to be about 10 years old.
No one is waiting for Tahre to bring #15121c-9849.
If he doesn't bring them, no one will notice.
With that thought, Tahre pulls out his keycard to the nearest exit and snuck around to it. It was 2:30am. No one was out at this hour.
The next workers would come out at 3.
Tahre swipes the keycard and opens the door. He takes a deep breath of the cold night air.
"You're free now," he whispers to #15121c-9849.
#15121c-9849 looks at Tahre, confused.
"You're really letting me g-" Tahre cuts them off. "Go! You have to go far away from here!"
#15121c-9849 gives Tahre a soft smile, their shark-like teeth glinting in the low light. With that, they run off into the distance. Tahre smiles. He has saved a subject from certain death. He hopes #15121c-9849 has a good life.
YOU ARE READING
The Subjects of KOI
FanfictionOC stories :3 As with most of what I do, this is partially AvA-related, as the setting is part of Rocket!Corp aka victim's organization thing. Warning for blood and gore descriptions, general disturbing imagery, and possibly more things I will add i...
