Cindy — Mdg ((free))

wasn’t a name her mother gave her. It was a designation stenciled onto a titanium wristband, just above her pulse point.

M: Maintenance. D: Drone. G: Generation. cindy mdg

She looked at her wristband. For 2,191 days, she had scrubbed, repaired, and repeated. She had never once tried to open the sealed blast door labeled "Sub-level Zero." wasn’t a name her mother gave her

"Command, this is MDG," she said into the salt-crusted mic. "I have a ghost in the well." she had scrubbed

Until now.