Winston and Julia were released from the holding cell in Miniluv. Or at least O'Brien will let them think so. You see they are being put into a large temporary cell reconstructed to look the outside world. They were to live together in their last hours without the worry of the party. Or that is what they have been told, you see, they had survived room 101, not betraying each other. There are only two other people in this cell. One is attached to the ceiling by what appears to be her toes, and the other is running about on all fours. This was worse than room 101. This was the experimental chamber. This chamber is where they have been testing their latest chemicals to alter the minds of those who can think against the party and Big Brother.They have the project names of "Earth" and "Sky". Project Earth and Sky is a chemical that created animals to be released into Eastasia and Eruasia to poison the food and water supplies. The chemicals drastically alter the human into the forced form of an animal. From there the fur that is grown all over is coated with a special dust said to be created by BB himself. It is highly poisonous to all humans, it can wipe out any human it comes across. Only the Proles knew about this, and no one gave a hoot on what they thought. The first of the two humanoids to approach Winston and Julia was Ben. Ben looked like a six foot tall serval cat. He stumbled to his hind legs and introduced himself. "From what I still know, my name is Ben. I do not recall my last name but I do recall the small memories of being a human. I was an Inner Party member and I worked with Syme on the Newspeak Dictionary. But that was when we had only the fourth to rewrite." He got on all fours again and started to clean his tail with his tongue. "You see," He said through a mouth of fur, "The lady over there was my wife. She wrote the Proles' songs. Pretty ones at that." He ran over to one of the buildings and made a soft click noise with his tongue. after a few pauses a great white figure swooped down from the rooftops to the cobblestone below. "Hello, my name is Scarlet. As you already know, Winston and Julia...I used to write the songs that would lift up the spirits of the lonely and pathetic Proles. But now I am here. They have turned me into a albino bat and I am due to fly to Africa in merely a few days." She stretches her wings and yawns.