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Two men sit in a darkened room filled with computers. A few of the screens illuminate their faces. One of them sips a soda which the other stares intently at his computer screen.
The guy holding the soda walks off to through the empty soda can into the trash can. On his way back he trips and hits a switch on a table. He gets up and notices what happened. "Ah fuck...." He quietly whispers to himself.
You see, The building which they're sitting in is in fact a top secret research facility. Someone thought it would be a great idea to hide it in the suburbs underground; the only entrance being a small residential looking building aboveground.
Turning from his computer screen the other man asks"What is it?" He then notices the turned switch near his co-workers hand. "Ah fuck...." He repeats the other mans sentiments. They both rush out of the room but see that they were too late. The cages had already been opened and the experiments were no-where to be found.

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