"Are you willing to go against the Devil himself in order to obtain another chance in life??"
When a group of dangerous and highly skilled criminals are put together in one team under the command of three police agents to fight against the rising ev...
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[12/10/2044] 3:04 A.M. Zukhruf Zia >>> The Bumblebee
She watches the blue screens with immense content as she waits for the thin wavelengths and numbers to match on all of the monitors ahead of her so that she can lower her gloved hands and attach the blue bug. She can feel her arm muscles screaming as she has been in the same position for such a long time, waiting patiently for the right moment and for her partner to give her the signal. So when the waves start to slow down, becoming delta and reaching the needed frequency of 4HZ, meaning that the subject is in deep sleep; dreamless state, she receives the orders of lowering the small bug onto the Occipital Knob (lower-back of the head) and placing it on top.
Its long and thin legs immediately latch onto the skin and dig its sharp nails into it, securing its grip firmly. Then it sinks its horns and teeth and releases a loud electric 'ding' before it becomes colorless, taking the same tone of the hair and adapting to it— just like a chameleon.
She raises her hands and takes a step back from the table. She looks down at the subject and then up at the monitors to see that all of the wavelengths are now flat, with no readings of any brain activity.
"Did it work??" She asks with a low and impatient tone. She turns her head to the side and stares at her partner for an answer.
"It's on and it shuts down all of the brain signals. The subject is now unable to control his own body even when he becomes mentally conscious," her partner says before she quickly walks toward the back of the room where there's a small table and an Apple desktop Mac on top with a small PlayStation-like controller that's laying beside the plain-white keyboard right in front of the screen.
She slightly bends her back and starts to type quickly on the keyboard, not uttering a single word. She's someone who needs to work in absolute silence so she can focus purely on her creation.
Zukhruf Zia stands still in her place and waits patiently for anything to happen. She prays that they have finally managed to find the right program and predict the right frequency of when they could latch onto the brain of their subject and completely disable him from his body.
This project had already taken them too long and the higher-ups are waiting patiently for the positive results. Zukhruf and Tehreem could have finished this project probably a week ago if their entire research had not been stolen by someone they thought they could trust. Big mistake, but it will never happen again. Every single minute that is being wasted is keeping Mr. and Mrs. Scorpion away from reaching their ultimate goal and is putting danger on everyone's lives in the Labyrinth as well.
