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// Self destruct 
// Story: The Rainbow Factory: Questionable Ethics 
// by analhitler 
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I climbed down the service hatch, solemnly regarding what I’d just discovered about our little ‘Rainbow Factory’. I knew that nobody ever left, but seeing firsthand what happened in the chambers was too much.
I had gotten off at a floor when I heard the screams. Thinking one of the technicians were hurt I ran towards it, upon arriving I only found a master surveillance room. I saw a view of... creatures tearing a man apart as he desperately clinged to a barred metal door. I immediately ran back to the nearest service hatch.
I landed my feet on the bottom floor of this hatch. I inspected the wall for directions. There was a timetable accompanied by a list of destinations.
 1:50 PM – Quality inspection TRACK 2
9:00 AM – surface to main station TRACK 1
9:00 PM – main to surface TRACK 1 
The list went on until it reached a footnote at the bottom
 In the event of an emergency TRACK 0 will send trams out every half hour. Emergency personnel may be using TRACK 0 at the time. 
It was the train station! The Factory and the complex around it had a tram system to get around quicker. If the sign was right he’d be out of here in no time! He walked towards the door, seeing a bright red sticker on it.

 ATTENTION
All personnel using this station as an emergency egress point must be reminded that in the case of an emergency all subjects and information must be secured.
(LEVEL 3 CLEARANCE AND OVER ONLY)
All personnel involved in the emergency must be terminated, all data destroyed. Detonation of the on-site failsafe nuke is to be advised. 

I walked through the door, into the train station. Glancing at the map on the wall I realised that the Factory was much bigger than I thought. Hundreds of buildings, production facilities, and that was just on the surface! a giant network of tram lines connecting a big facility that ran all under Cloudsdale!
I jumped when I heard the tram coming down the line towards the station. When it stopped I walked up to it, eagerly. It stared moving when I pressed the big button marked 'GO'.
As I was just departing from the station a tremor shook the tram. Static filled the telescreen, followed by a message
  PROTOCOL 173 ACTIVATED. FACILITY CLEANSING IN -1- HOURS  
I visibly paled. The facility was going to lock down, and fill itself with poisonous gas. Any biological matter inside would be disintegrated. It'd take about an hour to build up the gas, then flood the vent systems.
The tram had stopped. I had barely noticed. The track was covered in rubble, presumable from the soldiers. I got out and started running. I kept on running until I was out of breath. I couldn't stop. I had to get out of there. I saw a way to get to the surface quicker, but it was through a corridor labelled 'Processing'.
What I saw in there was never meant to be seen. I left that place a changed man. I knew things that nobody should know.
When I finally walked out, into the sunlight I was relieved. I looked up to the chimney stacks, spewing out muilticoloured smoke. As the doors slammed behind me and the facility was flooded with poisonous gas I didn't think of anyone inside. I was free.

As I sit here writing this, I know that somebody must hear the story of The Rainbow Factory. I can see the gun next to me. After what I saw in the Factory, I cannot go on. I've decided to do it. I hope somebody finds this.


Fin