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Survival (The Carrier)

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Clarissa wore a soft smile as she watched Lucy though it faded as she wiped the blood from her cheek. She turned her brown gaze away from the younger girl to instead look at Ophellia. "Um. . . Do you . . .. do you think we should wait for him? Mr. Soul I mean." She asked, running feverish hands through her tangled hair. It was a coping mechanism. A nervous habit. She always played with her hair when she was unsure what to do or say. Which tended to be the situation quite often. . .

After all Clary had spent basically her entire life inside one laboratory or another. She had never known anything else.

Survival (The Carrier)

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Survival (The Carrier)

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The last thing Clarissa saw before she turned and left was the other test subject glance their way. She kept a hand on Lucy's shoulder and a hand on the wall as she slowly went down the stairs and to the second floor.

The second floor of the Laboratory was dedicated to performing and executing tests as well as general research and development of the cure. The second floor was in far better condition than the third though it was still a mess. Chairs and desks flipped over, papers and research files scattered across the floors. Blood stains and evidence of fights all over. But there weren't any bodies on this floor. The closest thing to it was a severed hand off in the far corner.

Survival (The Carrier)

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Survival (The Carrier)

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As Lucy came to her Clarissa snapped out of the trance she'd fallen into and moved to be cradling the smaller girl in her arms, keeping her close, "It's alright." She said shakily, "It's okay, we'll get away from the bad one." She said and stepped back. She kept one hand on Lucy's shoulder and gently nudged Ophellia towards the door, taking care not to touch her skin. "We should go." She whispered and left the room. She was slightly unsteady but it was getting better. Not much, but enough for her to walk at least. So she brought Lucy out of the room and down the stairs. Clarissa didn't know her way around the building, in fact she was pretty much clueless about most basic things, but she had at least memorized the way soul had carried her in. She could get the out of the building.