Living Hell Page #2

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Your report says Sublevel 3 was cleared

Vault 12 was empty.

- We wanna have another look.

- Washington has no record

of an Eleanore Sears

in the employ of the US Military.

I've checked every branch.

Fortunately, that means nothing.

Tell me what you're not telling me.

Carrie and I found gaps

in the documentation of the activities

on this base during the summer of 1958.

High electricity consumption,

material deliveries

when official records

show no programs in operation.

And how does that impact

the accomplishment of our mission?

- Here. Today.

- Potentially in every way.

We suspect a secret program

was staged here in 1958.

There's no hard evidence yet,

but the residue of such

a program might still exist.

We can't ignore

what Frank Sears is telling us.

The 1950s was the black hole

of secret Cold War programs.

After Hiroshima, our military believed

future wars would be won

in a laboratory, not on a battlefield.

Unknown billions were spent,

secret laboratories set up

all over the country,

the best scientific minds enlisted to create

the warfare techniques of the future.

Discoveries were utilized

or written off as failures,

or deemed so hideous

they were shut down.

The very knowledge of their existence

buried in a labyrinth of

classified paperwork,

decades of blackout blocks of redacted text

and documents that always seemed

to end up lost or destroyed.

Before we did this work,

we thought the Army must know,

at some level, everything it's ever done.

We've since found out that's just not true.

No measurable radiation, no bios,

zero toxicity, pH normal.

Well, whatever must have been

in here is gone.

We should check it out, Carrie.

Go to the back wall. Tap on it.

Keep moving along the wall.

Son of a b*tch!

What's going on? What's going on?

Don't disturb it! Please!

Don't disturb it! Don't!

- Get this thing covered.

- Yes, sir!

Please, don't disturb it! Don't disturb it!

I told you, don't disturb it!

Gloves are good.

Seams good. Check.

Air pack at 100%.

They're bringing them out.

There's 20 more in here.

Check the power connection?

Yeah, I'm pulling it up.

Can I get a digital lock on that?

Arbogast.

Sir.

Glenn, we've broken through.

Glenn, do you see this?

Get that damned thing moving!

Colonel Maitland, sir, it's for you.

Yeah, Maitland.

Tank? What kind of tank?

Design unknown. Contents unknown.

It's a 30-day job.

Metallurgy, ultrasound, x-ray.

Look, you got a containment setup

Down there, this is what

your team is trained to do.

So open the damn thing,

figure out what's inside, neutralize it!

- I heard him, Glenn.

- Carrie...

We'll take it one step at a time.

Promise me,

if you feel the slightest hesitation,

you'll back off, and we'll think it through.

Guys?

- I'm good.

- We can do this.

Glenn, it's cool, man,

we got her back.

Struss, there's a lot of jagged

concrete down there, so let's make sure

everybody watches for breaches

and tears in their suits.

What's our IAT?

I'm not seeing any container as waste.

I'm going up the ladder behind you.

Crane coming up, sir.

Breaking the seal.

Gayle, get this. Taking samples...

Percentages are rising.

Now, we're gonna do a panel.

Winch is good to go.

I'm coming down.

Okay, guys, let's take it slow.

Let's get in and out.

Stand clear.

Easy. Easy.

Container's open.

Equipment is stable.

Now watch your heads.

What've you got, Carrie?

Somebody talk to me.

Laboratory detritus.

Petri dishes, rat cadavers.

Struss, MPP.

All right, I'm setting for

a PCR sample.

Camera's up.

Get a probe reading.

It's formaldehyde.

Checking impurities.

Flashing.

- Carrie, what have you got?

- Rhesus monkey cadaver.

No disease apparent.

Struss, bring me an EVC, EFA 6243.

One step at a time, Carrie.

I'm going in closer now.

McQueen, are you getting

these images?

Yes, sir.

Flashing. Flashing.

- Jesus Christ!

- What was that?

Human cadaver. Diseased.

Prepare a tissue panel.

Toxics, viral, bacterial.

Yup, we've got three EVCs set up

when you're ready.

- What the hell is that?

- It's a malignancy.

Freeborn, what does that mean?

Strange pattern. Characteristic

of a growth regulation nucleus.

Tank temperature rising.

Clear these animals.

I'll get a specimen

of the diseased tissue.

Carrie, you want to put

the specimen in an EVC or a DH2?

- What happened?

- Diseased tissue is active!

Come on, Carrie, abort!

Get out of there.

Get the hell out of there, now!

Drop the lid! Seal it!

Carrie, abort! Get the hell out of there, now!

Get out of here!

McQueen, get the hell out of here!

Go, go, go, go!

I got it!

Keep going, go!

Get out! Get out!

- Go!

- Let's go.

We gotta get out of here, now!

- Get on the elevator! Forget that!

- Hold it! Hold it!

Hold the elevator!

- Glenn's down there!

- Back off!

- We gotta go back!

- You'll get us all killed.

- Emergency ladder. Go, go.

- Ladder?

- Honey, go. Go!

- You go!

What happened?

Why are we stopping?

Aneta, go! Go! McQueen, move your ass!

Oh, sh*t!

Come on.

Go, Carrie! Just go!

Go!

Go!

Just go!

Hold on to my hand, Glenn!

Glenn!

- Go! Go!

- Glenn!

- Move, God damn it!

- Go!

Glenn!

Glenn!

Let me out of here! Let me out of here!

You opened it. You opened it,

didn't you?

Soldiers!

Friendlies out here. Specialist Freeborn.

Identify!

Hold your fire! Hold your fire!

We have three friendlies coming out.

Zaremba! Ritz, can you see anything?

It's 10 miles south, headed in.

Evacuate!

Condition K-7. Fall back to Perimeter A.

Fall back! Perimeter A! Fall back!

Say again...

Say again. What's happening?

Carrie, I'm so sorry.

It's biological. Living tissue.

Growth rate off any known scale.

That thing?

That's what my mother knew about?

She said don't disturb it.

She wasn't crazy.

You know more about this.

You need to tell me everything!

I told you all I know. I said don't disturb it,

and you did. It's not about me anymore.

Sublevel 3, Vault 12

contained a sealed tank.

Inside that tank

was a diseased body of a man.

The organism grew out of this man's body.

What you saw grew out of this man.

- Where did you get this?

- The face, Frank. Look at it.

You were born March 13, 1959.

Your mother worked here

nine months before that.

I told you everything I know.

I can't help you anymore.

This is Colonel Erik Maitland, sir.

Colonel, we're advised of your situation.

I don't think you know what

we're dealing with down here, sir.

I got a biological outbreak.

Nothing we threw at it made a dent!

You have your orders, Colonel.

This is a contain and destroy operation.

Your job is to contain

the civilian population.

- Our job is to destroy the enemy.

- Yes, sir.

- Sergeant Kinoshita.

- Colonel Maitland, sir.

Set up a command post in here.

Board up that plate glass.

I want a secure line to weapon command.

- Yes, sir.

- Shourt! Fernandes!

Sir! Colonel Maitland.

Establish perimeter control.

Keep those civilians back.

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