AGNPH Stories
 

Dungeon of Control by another_generic_reader

 

The Facility

Chapter 5: The Facility

For once in this place, happiness had overswept me. We got out of those dank cells and were one step closer to getting out of this dump. The outside world had been out of my reach or so long, and now, I could almost feel the wind blowing through my fur, the bright sun greeting me in the sky. I couldn't wait, and nothing was going to stop me from reaching it.

Rikka and Sparks had crawled out of the vent and were standing behind me, getting a good look at the room we had obliviously entered. It was definitly a change of scenery. The room was filled with large pipes, all leading through the walls. The walls were a white plaster, and the floors were stone, like in the cells, only cleaner. We were in the main vent room, where they could control the temperature of the whole facility. I had an idea to make the base freeze and warm some of the Pokemon that were still in the cells, but I knew it would give us away. So we continued onwards, to the door at the end of the room.

We opened the door, which took a few seconds, considering we weren't the tallest guys here, and entered the next room. We had entered a hallway. We looked down both ends of the long passageway. The only lights on were very dim, and had a dull yellowish tint to them. Back-up Lights. They probably use them for night use, as to not burn power. I thought, still studying them.

We decided to turn left and head down that way. Something in the back of my head had told me to take the left side, so, I listened. My instincts would usually point me in the right direction. They always did. When I was wandering the forests, my instincts would tell me to go in the directions that normally wouldn't be taken, but I followed. I was always lead to food and a warm place to sleep, and sometimes, other Pokemon to chat with. Of course, being a loner, I had almost no friends. In fact, Rikka and Sparks were my only true friends. But, right now, none of this mattered. What mattered now was to find the exit, and get out of here.

We traveled down the hall, blissfully unaware of what we might encounter, but it did not stop us. We were fueled by the urge to escape. After finally reaching the end of the hall, we came to a door.

This door was strange for a few reasons. For one thing, it had nothing on it that opened it. No handle...no button...nothing at all. Secondly, it was more sleek looking than the other doors I had seen. I was confused as to how we would open this one, but just as we came close to it, it shot open with a quiet wooshing sound, making us jump in surprise.

For a second, we thought that someone opened the door and that we'd be caught. When we realized no one was passing through the threshold, we came to the conclusion that it was an automatic door. My pulse had quickened from the shock of the stupid door.

"If the door made me jump like that, I can only imagine what will happen if they find us...probably have a heart-attack..." I thought.

When we entered the new room, we were overswept with curiousity on the look of the room. It was bigger than the vent room by a big some of feet, and was a bit more empty than it too. It had a few metal tables that were topped with an assortment of papers and office supplies, and one computer in the corner. We went over and checked it. It was broken because it wouldn't turn on, even when plugged in. There was another door at the end of the room so we left.

We had entered another hallway, only this one was smaller.

"I swear, this place is getting more confusing with every turn..." I thought, still trying to navigate through the facility.

We kept on entering door after door, only to hit dead ends. We must have been wandering for at least an hour. Very surprisingly, there were no guards anywhere, and it creeped me out. The silence in the facility was ominous, and dead-like. I couldn't believe that there was no night security. They must think that escape is impossible, but we proved them wrong. Of course, we were still lost, which made no difference. If we didn't get out in time, they'd find us and kill us.

We came up to another door and entered. This room was very small, like a small office. There was a desk loaded with an assortment of office supplies, papers, and files. Along with the stuff, there was a small computer on the desk, the screen flickering. Out of curiousity, we went up to it and observed it. The screen was black, and had one word on the screen that read: Password: _________.

I attempted to enter some. I first tried: Pokemon. The screen read: Incorrect Entry. I tried some more.
Experiment
Incorrect Entry
Facility
Incorrect Entry
Test Subject
Incorrect Entry

I wasn't getting anywhere. I looked around the desk for any hint for what the password was. There wasn't much. Drawers filled with paper. A few folders. Nothing useful. I looked over at the wall where there were sticky notes posted up. They were all labeled with times, dates, meetings. Yet again, nothing useful. I was about to give up when I noticed a sticky note sticking out from under the keyboard. I pulled it out and looked at it with a smirk. The paper read: "User". I entered it into the computer and it froze for a second. Suddenly the screen turned white and read: Password Accepted.
Chapter End Notes:Shortest chapter. They get longer now
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