It had been a while after her experiments. Only successful one so far was the damn dog DnA. Ever since then. Casey had been relentlessly fighting back.
Either licking the doctors, chewing on equipment, and even going as far as biting certain doctors.
Oh.. But the last straw for Silver was when he tried to manipulate her and get close.
Knocked him good. Busting his jaw even.. The sheer fury she held in a single glance pissed him off. How dare this mutt even use such violence towards him..
So what did he do? Demand the engineering department for a shock collar. One with a remote for him to control of course.
Currently Casey was laying on the ground of the lab. Her legs resting against the wall as she hummed silently.. It'd been quiet for a while.. A little too quiet.
Though she didn't mind the peace.. Only for it to be interrupted.
[That silence was broken just as she thought it.]
[The sound of struggling was heard- that voice was too familiar. Damien's voice?]
"342 I recommend you stop struggling or you will make this harder than it needs to be."
[Who was 342? Why had Silver referred to him as that? More or less, Silver sounded pissed. Casey could easily hear as they entered the next room beside her own room. Had they forgotten that she was due for experimentation.]
[Further struggling was heard.]
[And then it was muffled. Almost like the person (damien) who had been screaming was forcibly gagged.]
"G-ET OFF- Do-N'T PUT THAT O-ONTO ME"
[Silver's reply was not heard, there was an audible crack as something screeched in pain- obviously writhing on the ground as sounds of thrashing could be heard. The door was ajar.]