Eternal Laboratory
When the kingdom of Faerzin found itself under threat of invasion, its best scientists were tasked with creating genetically altered soldiers that could defend it. Exactly how altered they were though, was of no concern to the king.
To prevent prying eyes and ears, the scientists were sent to work in a laboratory deep underground. The only time its doors opened was when a newly completed soldier was released. Other than that, no one in that laboratory ever saw the light of day.
Weeks turned to months, months to years, years to decades. The scientists continued their work with loyalty, unaware that their kingdom had long been dead. The scientists continued their experiments with devotion, unaware that they themselves had long been dead.
Even now, their souls still linger, going through the motions that they had grown so accustomed to in life, as though time had stood still for them. The spirits of those who were experimented on still prowl its hallways, warped beyond anything the scientists could have imagined, and still waiting for their turn to carry out their duty.
(First time trying out this type of ‘prompt’ style post. If anyone wants to craft a story using this location, go ahead!)