The machine's primary function was to keep her asleep.
But it failed. It's all over now....

Everyone I know is dead, and she killed them.

They built the machine on the island so if something like this happened, she would be contained here.
I wish she had never been created.

They called themselves "Pioneers of Science", but they didn't know anything. They didn't know that when they created her that she would be so strong; that she could overwrite the systems like that.

It was like nothing we had ever seen.

The day had started off normal enough.
We planned to go straight to the labs from our bunks, as we had always done. But something was different... You could feel it in the air; we all could.

It was saturated with anger.

A few of the older ones went to check on the labs.
Then we heard the screams and the noises; we knew they weren't coming back.

We sent more.
They didn't come back either.

Now it's just me, and she's out there somewhere.

Waiting.
Waiting for me

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