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rebelled, were too interesting to just get rid of.  In all my time here I’ve seen so

               many people wake up and try to escape but I’ve never seen anyone succeed.  Most

               of them were just killed on sight, but those with exceptional skill or powers were

               unfortunate enough to be locked in this room sleeping away time itself until they


               were needed for something else.
                       “Start waking them up, but be careful, they’ll be scared and confused.” I


               announce.
                       “Cas, that means stick with me and don’t talk much.” Helena giggles.

                       I walk to the back of the room to start there while Helena and Cas start at the

               front working down towards me.   I open a few pods at once and explain the

               situation to those who walk out.  Thankfully, a majority want to get revenge on

               Syndrome and agree to help, a few however, just want to lead as normal a life as

               they can and leave the building.  None so far are hostile towards us.  I send the


               ones willing to fight out of the small room to wait in the main office upstairs.
                       “Helena, Cas, head upstairs and make sure our new friends are doing


               alright.  I’ll finish the last few here.” I report while unfreezing another pod.
                       They wave in agreement and head upstairs.  I quickly finish my work and

               search the room for any remaining pods.  A small silver door at the end of the

               room draws my attention.  Could there really be more?  We’ve already set dozens


               of people free, how many people has he enslaved?
                       I open the door but am only met with a single pod.  It's bigger than the rest


               and more advanced in technology.

                       “What the hell?” I whisper out loud.
                       I walk up to the pod and raise my hand to wipe away the frost on the glass


               but I'm interrupted by Helena’s voice in my ear.

                       “Kim, we have a situation, he’s here.” Helena cries.

                       “What, who?”
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