Underground Life
The first week at Facility Seven was an adjustment for all of us.
Luna's schedule was structured around training, education, and supervised recreation. Every activity is monitored, and every interaction is documented. Dr. Reeves meant well, but the constant surveillance took a toll on us all.
"Why does she watch everything?" Luna asked on day five, noticing the cameras in every room. "Doesn't she trust me?"
"It's not about trust, baby. It's protocol. The Court needs documentation that you're safe and controlled."
"So they can prove I'm not dangerous to people who have already decided I am," Luna set down her book. "That doesn't make sense, Mama. The people who want to hurt me won't care about documentation."
She was right, of course. At fifteen weeks old, with the de
