Missing Codes

...The alarm set off notifying the scientist of the strange creature's escape. Anger flashed on the faces of many scientists, their secret has been let out, and now their whole project was at risk of being exposed by this mysterious white creature...

Two men in lab coats walked down a dark-looking hall with barely any lighting. One of the scientists was a tall and lanky man, with steel-blue eyes and a sharp, defining nose, his hair was black with silver streaks in them, almost like pepper which perhaps showed that he was perhaps in his late 50s or early 60s, and he had a defined pointed chin. The man who walked with the first scientist was much younger than the other and had smooth tan skin, his eyes were a deep pool of green. His hair was blonde while the tips of the hair were a light shade of purple.

The two seemed to be talking about some data, both carrying a clipboard in hand and seemed to be skimming through the papers while they openly talked about the data and intel they had gathered from the tests they have been working on.

"Everything seems to be doing well," the older man prompted while flipping through some of the pages. The other's gaze glanced towards the older man before he went back to looking at his paper, nodding in agreement to their words.

"Indeed, the subjects are doing well," the smaller one spoke in a monotone voice.

Sighing, the younger scientist let the paper fall out of his hand, almost as if he was bored with what he had been reading. His gaze lifted to look at the other scientist.

"I just hope they're going to be ready. After all, once we place them in the dome we do not have any contact with them and the only thing we can provide is resources until they are old enough to do things by themselves," he said, clearly expressing his concern for the well-being for the subjects, which made the older man scoff and shake his head

"So? It's only a matter of time and we cannot keep spoon-feeding them," he told the younger man, sounding almost scolding towards them.

"Yes, but…" the younger scientist trailed off and sighed a bit, "Everything would've been so much easier…" he murmured, if only… just only but, their only way of knowing what would be the fate of the subjects had escaped and now there was no way of telling what would happen and that meant they just had to put their fate somewhere else.

"Yeah, I understand— that damned thing ran away, escaped, and left us without any way of knowing what would happen to the subjects but like I give a damn, I'm too old to be worryin' bout this kind of shit," the older man said grumpily before rubbing the back of his neck in annoyance.

Glancing up at him a frown appeared on the younger scientist's lips and when he opened his mouth in response to what the older man had said he quickly shut it and went back to focusing on his papers, flipping through them and scanning over every word and data presented to them, figuring it was best not to say anything towards the other as they had seemed quite peeved at the current moment.

"Welp, we better get back to work, we got more important things to do instead of complainin' and discussing things," the older man stated calmly, breaking the awkward silence between the two of them and all the younger man did was nod agreement to what he said before following him off to where the testing had been held, his gaze lifting off of the clipboard, which fell to his side in ease.