Maurice stayed. Even after the sudden attack was drawn to a close. Not many apes were injured yet few were traumatized, like any other ape here, but most of those were ape children. Born without human pain and torture. The giant orangutan male took a seat near the now shaking and slightly shivering human child. He didn't know if this was due to a horrible nightmare or due to the fever, so he took his time to cover the smaller weaker form with a hand-sewn blanket. it wasn't thick nor was it thin. Maurice crosses his arms to rest against his lap, leaning into the seat to relax himself, only to be interrupted by a fellow friendly face; Rocket. He slows his speed to quieter unnerving steps, alert that it is merely Maurice and a sleeping child, to which hangs his head low in uncertainty and empathy. The orangutan imminently noticed something small in Rocket's hand, the size of an ape child's arm, to which he continued fiddling with it. It was not fully done.

'I heard from Ceaser what this child had done for my boy. I made this for them to keep. A thank you from both of us.' Rocket signs after adding more to the little gift of gratitude, Maurice observed as he fiddled with it more 'Wish to thank them in person. Only now, I wish them a healthy recovery.'

As Rocket worked to finish it off, a few beads left to add, the orangutan re-dips the cold rag. Wrangling enough water out before shaking it out in hope to make it cooler. Soon sets it back into the red cold sweat face that struggled in their pitiful state. He couldn't tell if it was growing worse or better. He knew little of human anatomy.

A thudding sound of something landing was heard. Both apes stop to glanced towards the door. It was not just one ape yet two.

Lake, teacher and educator like Maurice, comes in to greet the two males. Lake was a good chimp. In fact, a soon to be queen if Blue Eyes ever confess his feelings or begins courting for her. Anyone can take her. Anyone. Both males adore Lake only not who came after she entered. The healers never see him that much as of now, to which two were still here at the moment, assumed he was in need of proper care. He didn't like that. He scared them off, hissing and showing his teeth, to which no one nears him. Giving him the space he so wants. And space he will so obtain.

Lake frowns, knowing herself she was well protected with these two other males here, gently tucked a stranded hair behind scorching red ears. She was one of the few who was caught in mid battle, two chimps crying and wailing for help in her arms, was lucky to be pulled out of there before it blew up. A human made bomb sneaking it's way in unnoticed. Today was full of not so good things. For now, she will spend the rest of her time here. Watching over the odd human child Ash and Blue Eyes claim to be something more than human. In all honesty, she wished the child was fully awake and well. Eager to see what those two saw out there. Caesar too..

"Human...don't belong." His english was not the best nor welcoming, like how physical scarred he is outside, it equally levels out with his hatred that overflows within, voice cold and rough, he didn't like the smell of human stained this room, it sickens him to no end "Let it suffer...like we...all have."

Rocket huffs, not near done with his project, signs quickly to the ape, defending with all he could 'We all were treated unwell and differently by humans! It was not just you that suffered Koba. Neither of us were there with Caesar. Trust in him and his choices. Without him, we apes still be suffering under human rules.'

Koba didn't like Rocket's loyalty. Like all those here, they rather forget than seek revenge. Justice. Blood shed and extinction of all human kind. All thanks to Caesar, the human pet, their king and leader.

"So loyal and so...weak...this must..be why...Tinker died that night.."

That was a line he shouldn't have crossed. Koba laughs in victory as Rocket tried to stand, Maurice hooting and restraining the heart broken ape, Lake uncertain to interfere or not. The large orangutan wasn't able to cover Rocket's screams and cries. He loved Tinker. He would have died for her. Instead all he had was their son, the infant, who was found in the arms of his deceased lover. Seven bullets wounds from upper to lower back.He missed her. So much it hurts to even hear her name.

He smiles evilly "See?...Weak." to which he decided to leave, not caring about the ill child, to which returns to bed, Rocket left in a heart broken mess as Maurice and Lake did their best to comfort him in his loss.

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"Who are you?" none of this makes since, a recurring nightmare, finding yourself placed within the narrative place, unseen nor heard "Why you? I don't even know you.."

The women in her thirties resumed to her same old task. She was dressed in a lab coat long, white clean coat, her mushroom brown hair held back and twisted into a high messy bun, warm tanned skin, and her blue jet eyes covered by safety glasses. This woman was always the first one you meet in your dreams. Like a broken record she spoke nothing close to english, blurred out like static, to which she pulls out a phone. Dialing a number to call as she cursed upon spilling this weird neon green fluid all over her legs and the floor. It never had a tag on it however it was clear it was a deadly substance. It took effect for she fell towards the ground. Unconscious and bleeding through the nose.

"-ou!Fucking whore!"

The next thing you know your stuck to observe the same lady, strapped to a bed used for insane people in prison cells, the women was not so pretty no more. Her poor face was filled with exhaustion, fear, pain, and swollen redness for countless tears. Her health didn't look as good as before. She was wrapped with bandages, bruised all over, her bear feet were cut and looked to painful to even walk on.All the cloths she had on previously were changed into a medical gown that reached her above her very knees. She screamed out, begging for mercy and some kind of relief from this hell, only to be slapped and beaten down by this man with a gas mask and chemical suite. Her beautiful hair was all gone too...

Slapping, hitting, anything you could do to prevent the guy from hurting this women "Stop it! Can't you hear me?!This isn't right!" it all goes through the other ear, the man injecting this yellow substance into the lady's arm. Forcing her to take it and bear the outcomes later.

Turning away, once she began to scream in pain, look up to what caught the corner of your eye. You squint your eyes at the substance that hung there. The chemical bag read CH-S.FlU 060. You never seen this yet, this was new..

"-on't touch me!" the same lady, health sorta better and seemed to be clothed correctly, ran away from those who inflicted pain on her.

She looked better. More alive. She ran as her shoulder length hair grew back, dancing wildly as she ran for her life. By this time the city was abonded of life. Plants and mother nature slowly reclaiming what once were theirs. She could hide anywhere but she didn't dare stop running. It confused you. This was new. Very new.

"Come back here Test Subject T09K72!"

She screams "FUCK YOU!" while flipping the finger at them from behind her, running into the forest bear foot.Not giving a shit if she trips over a rock or tree root.

She ran and ran. Her lungs giving in every giving second. She managed to find a tree to hide in. She ran and hidden herself into the very depths of that old dead tree. Men with guns ran passed her one by one. Breathing was set to a immediate halt as they all ran thinking she went straight then left. Once she was certain everyone was gone she finally exhaled. Silenced turned to crying. She was free. Finally free.

Or so she thought, for a shadow was casted over her, and all you saw wa darkness once again..

Groaning, and feeling something wet on top of your head, awaken from your long needed slumber. Looking around you find yourself tucked away in a bed full of furs and leaves. Not only that, in a tree house like tower, the night still dark and gloomy. Being quite you slipped out from the warmth of this bed to approach your bag and items stuffed in the corner. Neatly placed and seemed untouched. Slipping on your jacket, shoes, and stuffed rabbit you immediately return to the bed. Once there you pull out a pencil and your journal full of important things. Such as that dream.

'Before we start we I ran away from home, doodled frogs, and saved and healed an ape! Even talked to one too! But yeah, the dream was the same. The only thing that was different was that I actually read a yellow chemical thingy name..I think it was 'CH-S.FlU 060'? Yeah! Oh! The lady made it out of that place! Ran away into the forest like I did to escape Aunty Dawn! They even called her..uuhh..I think, yeah, they called her 'Test Subject T09K72'! I don't know what I saw last though. It was a shadow of something. I don't know..'

Satisfied with your dream journal mystery you hop out of bed. Looking around you figured you stayed for too long, and like that, quietly waddle your way out the door and down the spiral tree house tower. Once out you find yourself trapped within the Ape Colony. Thinking of what to do next you spy a hole in the wooden wall. Coming up to it, and inspecting it too, find it was quite tight and prickly. Taking a deep breath you forced your stuff through the hole and not long, not trying to injure yourself, managed to wriggle out with little scratches. Picking up your items you face the wall that protected the Ape Colony. It was huge and quite intimidating...

Clucking tighter to your stuffed rabbit, admiring the wall a little longer, turn the other way to venture on your lonesome through the vast forest.

The problem of this situation was that one of the few apes watch you leave. Following in pursuit from above, tree by tree, as the child happily skips away to god knows where.