The Dome had everything the normal world had. There were trees, ponds, squirrels, and flowers. Most of the time, the patients forgot that they weren't in the real world. Everything seemed so real to you after a few weeks. People would usually get really intimidated that the environment was monitored in every aspect. Also, that there were boundaries. It was human nature to explore, but the patients just had to adapt to a new way of life.

Lisa moved in May 6, 2004. She was diagnosed with brain cancer a couple months earlier. Her parents paid big bucks to get her in the pre-treatment facility. They wanted to make sure their girl was safe. Gilmore's Research Center had hit the top of the industry with the amount of patients being cured. She was supposed to be released two weeks ago, but unfortunately, her parents both died in a car crash a few months after she was diagnosed. She was going be contained until she was at full health again or when her tumor was fully eliminated.

"Patients 80-120 please return your plates to the cafeteria" spoke Mr. Gilmore's disembodied voice over the intercom.

Lunch was just ending, Lisa was never hungry. She sat looking up at the 'sky' during lunch. She wanted to be an astronaut when she grew up, but now she can't even see the blue sky. Just a mass of gray steel suspended above her. This never bothered the other patients though, mostly because they knew they would be released in a couple months. So, nobody ever really stayed long. This made it harder for her to adjust, just when she started becoming friends with someone, they'd be leaving. She never bothered talking to anyone now, some mechanicals tried to make her feel better, but she'd blame it on them for keeping her in here. She had no social interaction at all. The Dome was becoming more of a prison than a sanctuary.

She was only 6 when she moved into The Dome, she had a faint memory of her parents. She didn't remember any siblings. She didn't even remember ever seeing both of her parents in the same location. The pieces of the puzzle fit, but they just didn't make a picture. She asked to know more about what happened to them several times, but would just be shown two pictures, one of her dad, and one of her mom. She was sick of this place, there'd been no news of her tumor getting smaller. They didn't even perform any operations since the first week she had been here. She knew something just wasn't right.

On Tuesday, next week, she would find her files and escape. She got into the executives office and swiped through all the numbers until she found hers. Patient 25 - Lisa Rose. Besides a few signatures, there appeared to be nothing. A lot of information on health background and favorite activities. Though it was like a prison, they still tried to please each and every patient. Then, she saw a sticker on the third page, "Lisa Rose, to be held indefinitely". She was here, forever? No, why would they do that, every single patient has been cured. She's seen other people with the same cancer get released in less than a month. Was there some sort of note under her diagnostics? No. She went to see read if her parents had left any notes. Once again nothing. Yet, the harder she looked, the less there was indicating an issue of how she'd be handled after her parents death. There hadn't been a note stating any deaths. No bills paid besides essentials, food, housing, clothes. So her parents were still paying for her, it had their name on the checks. But, no payments to treat her tumor, no operation taxes.

Nothing, her parents were around, but they never called her. She didn't know why. Her parents just ditched her and left her in this mega daycare for the next 10 years of her life. She couldn't get out until her fees were completely paid for which obviously wasn't going to happen. Her own parents didn't want her around and she was still stuck with a tumor that drained energy from every daily activity. She had been left to rot in an artificial environment by her own parents.