[The girl smiles once more. Clearly pleased by Vision's praise.]
[Suddenly, her expression changes. She looks scared, frightened. As if expecting what was about to happen, she backs away from the window-wall. Crawling towards the opposite part of the room.]
[A silhouette is not standing on the opposite side of the glass. It's the figure of a middle-aged man, standing at military rest. His outline looks familiar, but when he speaks... his voice likely sounds even more familiar.]
Is that all she can merely do?
[The question seems to be addressed to someone else on the opposite side of the windowed wall.]
She plays with her little blocks. Like a child? She will not be ready at this rate. We need her to be able to fight. To kill.
[The figure turns and starts moving away, faint footsteps signal his leave. As his voice fades out on one last statement.]
Continue your testing doctor. You may push her, but do not kill her please. She and her brother are the only successes we've had so far.
[Wanda is cowering in the opposite corner of the room now. The man's voice... it had been the same man from the memory, the voice that came before the white hot, overwhelming pain.]
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[Suddenly, her expression changes. She looks scared, frightened. As if expecting what was about to happen, she backs away from the window-wall. Crawling towards the opposite part of the room.]
[A silhouette is not standing on the opposite side of the glass. It's the figure of a middle-aged man, standing at military rest. His outline looks familiar, but when he speaks... his voice likely sounds even more familiar.]
Is that all she can merely do?
[The question seems to be addressed to someone else on the opposite side of the windowed wall.]
She plays with her little blocks. Like a child? She will not be ready at this rate. We need her to be able to fight. To kill.
[The figure turns and starts moving away, faint footsteps signal his leave. As his voice fades out on one last statement.]
Continue your testing doctor. You may push her, but do not kill her please. She and her brother are the only successes we've had so far.
[Wanda is cowering in the opposite corner of the room now. The man's voice... it had been the same man from the memory, the voice that came before the white hot, overwhelming pain.]