Post by .:Lab:. on Apr 10, 2011 18:48:04 GMT -5
ZE SETTING. *
Deep in the middle of nowhere, in the outskirts of Barcelona, Spain, lies a large, shiny building. It's outside is coated in metal, giving it a slick appearance of something important. Many stories pile up upon one another to form it's towering form.
Large poles are placed in a round circle around the building, they are like an electric fence, keeping all of the building inhabitants inside. All over the yard springs perfect green grass, so perfectly cut and colored that it looks fake. This place does not look happy, but it does look peaceful with the surrounding forests and flowered bushes. There is one problem, everything looks so neat and clean, not even a single blade of grass is out of order.
The inside of the building isn't that different than the outside. The first five floors are filled with room after room, each almost the exact same as the other. Rows of polished oak desks, a large teachers desk in the front, and a shiny white board in the front. Waxed tiles line the floors, and perfectly painted blue lockers coat the white walls. Everything is as neat and clean as it can get, not a single stain on the floor, not a little chip on the lockers. The cleanliness of it all is almost scary.
On the sixth floor of the building are two separate wings, one for the girls dorm rooms, and the other for the boys dorm rooms. A dull tan wallpaper coats all of the walls, followed by the regular brown carpet. Very dull, neat and nice, but as boring as it can get. Not really a place you'd want to call home.
The last floor, the one protected by dozens of scanners and locked doors, is probably the most important of them all. Lab rooms line the walls, where everything is as white and as spic and span as it could possibly be. Cabinets filled with bottles, pills, and large needles hang on the lab walls. A large, sterilized patient table lies in the center of the room, metal cuffs to hold down a subject are placed on the outside of the bed. Down one hall are very tiny, closet-sized rooms. Inside each is one of the students, placed in there either before or after testing. A nice place, huh?
(Sorry that this sounds so bad, I am tired.)
Large poles are placed in a round circle around the building, they are like an electric fence, keeping all of the building inhabitants inside. All over the yard springs perfect green grass, so perfectly cut and colored that it looks fake. This place does not look happy, but it does look peaceful with the surrounding forests and flowered bushes. There is one problem, everything looks so neat and clean, not even a single blade of grass is out of order.
The inside of the building isn't that different than the outside. The first five floors are filled with room after room, each almost the exact same as the other. Rows of polished oak desks, a large teachers desk in the front, and a shiny white board in the front. Waxed tiles line the floors, and perfectly painted blue lockers coat the white walls. Everything is as neat and clean as it can get, not a single stain on the floor, not a little chip on the lockers. The cleanliness of it all is almost scary.
On the sixth floor of the building are two separate wings, one for the girls dorm rooms, and the other for the boys dorm rooms. A dull tan wallpaper coats all of the walls, followed by the regular brown carpet. Very dull, neat and nice, but as boring as it can get. Not really a place you'd want to call home.
The last floor, the one protected by dozens of scanners and locked doors, is probably the most important of them all. Lab rooms line the walls, where everything is as white and as spic and span as it could possibly be. Cabinets filled with bottles, pills, and large needles hang on the lab walls. A large, sterilized patient table lies in the center of the room, metal cuffs to hold down a subject are placed on the outside of the bed. Down one hall are very tiny, closet-sized rooms. Inside each is one of the students, placed in there either before or after testing. A nice place, huh?
(Sorry that this sounds so bad, I am tired.)