Death Sentence [2]

The circumstances surrounding the three Grandmasters became widely known throughout the entirety of the world. Everyone, whether they were children or adults, was in some way presented with the news.

It was that viral.

Almost everyone…

"Shit, I fucked up again."

Melissa readjusted her glasses while clicking her tongue in annoyance. In front of her were a few test tubes that were releasing a gas that had no discernible odor.

She looked at Rosie.

"How many failed samples does that make?"

"About a hundred."

"The cost?"

"Over one hundred million U."

"I see…"

Melissa gave a subdued nod of her head as her hand made its way toward her chest, and she clenched her clothes. Her heart was hurting. 

"What's our current budget?"

"We're almost out."

"I see…"

Melissa proceeded to sit down on a nearby stool.

She couldn't feel her legs.

With quivering lips, she weakly looked toward Rosie.