There was something about the rhytmic, noise that pierced the thick silence. Time was rendered meaningless in this place by the constant, impenetrable darkness. The air was stale and damp and lay heavy and still over their heads.
Their heads... not all clones could survive the abandon of this facility. With the main power shut down, A.I H.E.T did as it was programmed to.
My awaken has triggered the Matrix countdown. Still, time. All I could do was lie, still and silent, against the wall with heightened senses provided by silence, stillness and the dense, pitch black. All but the unceasing drip coming from The Matrix' s incubator as it resumed his activation- the only hint of the passing of time.
Drip...
Drip...
Drip...
A.I H.E.T "Subject stable. Brainwaves normal - as expected. Activity levels increasing steadily."
The Matrix begins to move inside the incubator, I sense his blood warming.
A.I H.E.T "The experiment looks like it may be a success. The time is 23:00:00 PM. Subject re-awakening will commence in 8 minutes."
Time: 23:01 pm: Electricity surged in sparatic doses, rays of energy lightning dancing back and forth along the many prongs and tops of such high tech machinery. An A.I. of undocumented capability scanned endlessly, the many beeps and whistles filling the spacious room with a symphony of nonsense.
Time. 23:05 pm: The massive incubator began to peel away like fruit shavings, revealing the inners after a moment of glare within the transparent prison.
Time 23:07 pm: I follow the protocol, lit the object found on the table and place it between my lips. "SOFcode z777"
Time 23:08 pm: Inside the fragile incubator rested what appeared to be a completely harmless person compared to security and fortifications. Lights shinned brightly across the complexion of an average build, short black hair spiking out aimlessly from lack of attention. A large patch of tattooing covered his forehead, revealing to me his real identity.
His eyes were an usual sight, pupils taking over iris to cause a pair of black orbs to rest within white. A turn of head caused him to lock eyes with me, his gaze narrowing with knowing at the man he was starting to recognize.
The one programmed to end the Matrix after the final quest.