Project Z.E.P.H.Y.R (WIP I)
"Are you sure about this?" The general asked, standing in front of the console. The scientist next to him didn't answer, at least not immediately. He stared at the monitor, checking the vitals. 80 BPM. Stable. Oxygen was flowing without issue. There were no signs of damage to anything. "Yes." She finally replied. "After what happened in Peru, we can't risk it falling into the wrong hands. Besides, we can't terminate the project now, the results could come any day now." She added. The general looked at the monitors. He had some hesitations, but he knew the scientist was right. This project had been brewing since the incident in Peru. It was authorised by the government, too. So even if they wanted to end it, it would be incredibly hard. "Right... It just feels wrong, playing god." He continued. "Maybe, but don't forget, you signed off on this." The scientist answered. She was right. He had. "Anyways, did you figure out a name for the project?" The general asked. The scientist nodded. "I have. General Hawk, say hellow to Project Z.E.P.H.Y.R."
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