Syracuse struggled to continue running, the fatigue was catching up as several alarms were going off in her head. "Please...Maximus, wake up..." She pleaded, falling onto one knee, exhausted.
He'd been following her since she'd run off, watching in wonder as she continued to battle the thought that she would die here like all the other nearly worthless experiments. He sighed sadly, wishing he could help but his masters would never let him. His head rattled as someone started speaking softly: 'Crecto, find the lost experiments and bring them to me, I want to know why they fight so hard for freedom they will never have.' THis one was male but it carried a soft note of concern. This was a new master, he could feel it, meaning his old master was dead. He nodded his head, 'Yes, Master.'
She couldn't shake that she was being watched but she didn't care. All she wanted was for her loyal servant to wake up and say or do something. "Maximus, you were so brave, and strong, and loyal...Don't leave me here all alone..." She murmured, stroking the cold cheek of her only friend.
Through the cold darkness, she could suddenly feel something warm touching her. She wished she could speak, desperately wanting to talk to whoever was struggling to bring her back to the living but there was some kind of barrier holding her mouth shut. She roared in annoyance, knowing she would remain silent until her Master came back. "Master...." She whispered inside her prison, hoping without any hope that she would hear her. Desperately, she needed to hear her voice again, her only light, her heaven in Hell.