Arafura S1 - Darker Than Black
S1 | Chapter I | Secret Room II Behind Transparent Bars

A speck of light came between the darkness. The light slowly widened like the dawn's sun blotting out the night. Mr. Gen felt that the current was getting calmer, he could move according to his wishes by swimming, but his gaze was focused on the light across there—looked like a large room filled with brightly lit electric lights. It seems like the room is not a random place.

Mr. Gen entered the wall gap separating between the water channel and the room. It looks like the room is very clean like it is still maintained. The floor is clean in white. The roof is high and surrounded by electric lights. The wall looks solid, not much different from the floor. Right beside the water flow there is a guardrail and a bridge crossing.

Instantly there was the sound of feet and people talking to each other. Mr. Gen's reflexes drowned his figure hiding behind the murky water, though that doesn't mean Mr. Gen can't see things out there. Two men in white walked across the iron bridge. They were talking to each other very seriously though it was not clear what he was talking about. In their hands a note board. Seen from their stupor, somehow Mr. Gen remembered something. They are like people researching something important behind the scenes. Somehow he was sure of it, but if his mind was wrong then it would be very strange they did it— bring notes and dress neatly while talking to each other discussing notes as if the Academy style of the past.

Two of them then walked off the bridge. Mr. Gen instantly rose from drowning himself to immediately climb onto the floor. Clothes and pants become heavy flowing many water droplets. His eyes became very careful, he first glanced through the surrounding state before choosing to move.

There was a glass door. Inside the long hallway seemed to lead to the exit. Mr. Gen opened the door. The air is cooler than before. As soon as the door was closed, there was no sound, not even a stream could be heard. Mr. Gen immediately went through the passageway with a slight gallop but with a slightly bent body. Each step was silent, quieter than the sound of his own breath.

One moment at the end of the hall, an invisible glass door. He opened the door slowly to look at the room inside. Looks no brighter and quieter than the hallway, but in there a lot of people in white clothes do each other's work. The view turns on the sides of the room. It turned out that the room was in a circle and each side was not surrounded by walls but rather a large glass that featured another room in it. In the middle of the room was such a big machine, a very strange machine and of course Mr. Gen didn't know it.

The sound of the bell suddenly rang. Mr. Gen was surprised to hear it because he thought it was a warning alarm. The bell turned out to be a dinner bell, the ringing sound rang one time a short bell and then continued one time a long bell—language bell since the past Academy. After the voice was over, the people in white clothes ended their work. At once Mr. Gen was shocked so aware that some of them were walking closer to this passageway. Mr. Gen checked the situation around him. On the side of the passageway nearby was a large green-colored trash can. The trash can was located cornered on the wall that was elbowing specifically for the trash corner.

Without much thought, he rushed into the trash. The smell was indeed very pungent but Mr. Gen felt safe in it. The people in white clothes walked past him while chatting. Only this time did Mr. Gen get to hear it so clearly.

"Leri, how many more times is the research done? Those girls couldn't possibly survive." Someone's speech made Mr. Gen surprised.

"Girl? Why?" Thought Mr. Gen was curious. He continued to watch the conversation.

"Listen, Ardi, Mr. Rom won't want to stop this research. Just do it." The answer.

"Basic you. The point is Mr. Rom does want to torture the girls, why we—" Sahut another rough but soon cut.

"Sut! Don't say that!"

"Have not been stiff, here is the hallway."

The voice then disappeared. It seems they've come out of this hallway. Mr. Gen then immediately came out of that stinking garbage can. The glass door was not transparent he reopened then slowly entered into it carefully. The room was empty, there was no one inside but him. The feeling of being very curious about what they were all researching made Mr. Gen mindlessly walk around the room to pay attention to what was behind the glass. It turns out how surprised. Mr. Gen found in every room that was limited to glass there were two girls whose bodies were tied up in a state of not wearing a single piece. The number of rooms like the prison amounted to 12 rooms, that means there were 24 girls confined in it who had become victims. How savage! It was as if pressing down on Mr. Gen's chest made sparks of fury explode within him.

The girls look weak. Their long hair was hanging. None of their bodies moved, not even a pair of their eyes were open. Looks like they're all unconscious— thought Mr. Gen. However, when Mr. Gen arrived at the last glass of the prison room, a girl was seen showing signs of being alive. He moved his head trying to look towards Mr. Gen.

Suddenly a voice sounded from the direction of the hallway door.

"ah! Damnit damnit! Records behind. If not wrong then—"

One of the men in white clothes came. Now he was speechless, unable to believe that there was anyone but himself in this room. His eyes widened to look at Mr. Gen. The look on his face stiffened in fear like a person who had just met a grim reaper. His hands shook as if he wanted to do something but was unable to act. As soon as that person started to step back slowly, Mr. Gen instantly unleashed all of his strength. His figure changed like an animal that found its prey. The aura is so evil that it makes the person suddenly choose to run away. Of course Mr. Gen doesn't allow that. Before that person touched the hallway door, his back was already pierced by Mr. Gen's sharp hands very quickly. His heart was grasped so tightly that it broke in a grasp making his clothes flooded with fresh blood.

"Fuck you all! What are you doing!!" Shouted Mr. Gen hatefully. However, that person could not answer, he could only open his mouth as if he could not bear the pain.

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