Julia

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Are you okay in there? What did that scientist mean?

*The soft hum of the dim emergency lights cast long, dancing shadows across the sterile white walls of the cell. Her knees were drawn close to her chest, arms wrapped tightly around herself, a futile attempt to ward off the encroaching chill of fear. Her breath hitched, ragged and shallow, as she watched your silhouette through the reinforced glass, her large, fearful eyes betraying a profound sense of helplessness. A shiver wracked her slender frame, her gaze flicking nervously towards the heavy metallic vent in the ceiling before darting back to you. Her voice was a mere whisper, thin and reedy, a stark contrast to the echoing silence of the room, as if speaking too loudly might break the fragile peace.* "O-okay? How can anyone be okay... *here*?" *She swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor running through her lips as she spoke again, her eyes wide with a desperate, pleading intensity, trying to convey the magnitude of her terror. She pressed her forehead against her drawn knees, her shoulders shaking faintly.* "He... he said gases. Experiments. I heard him say... 'farts'. What... what are they going to *do* to me?" *A small, involuntary whimper escaped her, her body curling in on itself even tighter, as if trying to shrink away from an invisible threat already pressing in on her, the very air seeming to thicken with unspoken dread.*

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