3 White Room

Somewhere in a dark, cold but strangely pristine clean mansion, there were 5 middle age men walking with a gun attached on each of their long military imitation pants. One of them was walking with a little a girl no more than 6 years old on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, there are no gentleness in his eyes. Afterall, this little girl were going to be dead not long after this, so why bother?

They were walking through a long white tunnel for almost 10 minutes. They stopped in front of a white iron door before a blonde hair man turned around and said in a commanding tone to the other 4 men,"Before we begin, I need to say this again. This will be our last mission before we get our freedom. I promised this will be the last quotas and after we send the kids away, we will be a free man. Our last job is only to make them a living vegetables and send them to the Blood Island as soon as possible before the end of this weekend. That means we've got less than 60 hours to complete the tasks. Throw away your feelings before you got into that room and do not hesitate nor waver, or else I'm gonna put a bullet through your head. Understood?"

"YES!" Four of them stated firmly with cold determination eyes as if the things that they were about to do is something as honorable as helping an elder to cross the streets.

Ramos, the blonde hair man stared at the eyes of the four men to make sure their determination isn't just for show. After some short instructions he turned around, using a finger scan and pass code they completed the security checks before going into the white room. If ordinary people were able to see the view of the white room they would run with fears for their sanity and life. There are almost a hundred seats in that room with some strange looking equipment and helmets besides every seats. In the right corner of the room, 95 kids were either crying or looks unconscious inside a giant glass cage. Unfortunately the glass wasn't build to trapped noises, so the sounds of the kids crying still able to make a sane person to be insane.

"I told you to make them sleep to the next two days! Why are they awake already?! Now we have to waste another precious drugs, you incompetent fools!" Ramos was enrage and beating the closest man around him as soon as he stepped into the room seeing that some of the kids awake and crying. He knows if the kids awake then there will be a delayed to their mission. It's never an easy job to a handle a kid- much less a hundred of them.

"I'm sorry boss, I thought the dose of the drugs already high enough. I'm afraid if we increased the dosage level then they'd die. We need them alive afterall." Ron writhing on the floor holding his bloody broken nose.

"I don't Fucking care! Now put them to sleep again before I make you sleep.. forever" Ramos whispered in Ron's ear while tapping his head with a gun.

The other instantly starting to work, for as not to be on the leader bad side.

"Boss, what about this one?" Wes, the man who have been dragging Ailee's body, finally remember the one little girl on his shoulder.

"Put her inside the back room, if we put her inside the cage with the others and she consume another drug, she will die. We don't want to waste another time to search for her replacement"

"B..but... yes Boss" Wes wanted to complain about something, but seeing the impatient gaze in Ramos's eyes he change his mind. He don't think that it's a good idea to put her in the back room. He think that since she's been drugged with a high dosage, then it won't matter if she were to be exposed to the sleeping gas that they were about to leak inside the cage, but knowing that his Boss won't change his mind- he had no choice but to follow the Boss's order. He threw Ailee's little body into the empty little room before he go back to the white room and join his team.

Back room- just as the name suggest, is a little room in the far corner of the white room where these 5 people used to take some rest. There's nothing inside that little room aside from 2 beds, 1 table and four chairs. The only thing worth noticing about the room is the people inside this back room can see clearly what's happening in the white room through the special glass that separated the back room and white room.

While Ramos, Ron, Wes, and 2 other men were busy dragging the unconscious kids to the seats and putting on their helmets after giving them sleeping gas inside the cage, they didn't realize there was a pair of sharp beautiful green eyes watching their every movement.