It should've never gone like this.

Oh God.

Jamie Johnson. A nice, strong woman 5'6 160 lbs black healthy bouncy hair, 48, deep dark brown eyes and nice brown skin, She walked down the halls to a heavily secured room at the farthest end, using her badge a face and fingerprint scan, 3 layers of very thick doors opened letting her in. "I assume your Brett?" She asked the man restrained to the metal bed.

Brett looked up at the doors hissing and whirring, he smiled charmingly

"Brett I am! Nice to meet you!

*Gasp* are you my guard?" Bretts eyes widened with curiosity. She smiled, its not often any of her subjects are so enigmatic, "Guard/Rehabilitation therapist,

Hell I could even be your friend."

she smirked, "Names Jamie, No more no less." Brett grinned, after waiting for what felt like forever someone came to see him, and they weren't looking at him like he was a monster! "Jamie.. I like that! Can I call you something like J-dawg or Jams? I always give my friends nicknames!" He smiled bright and innocent at her.

Jamie brushed aside the fact he said any of those terrible and sorta stereo typical nicknames, "I like Jamie personally, I would love it if we could keep it that way." Brett nodded in agreement.

"Are you here to help cure me? I want to get this out of me as soon as possible!" He asked with a genuineness, Jamie was surprised yet again, anytime a process was requiring any sort of extraction was more difficult to deal with. "That's right Brett, although I do warn it may not be pleasant, but be good and maybe meal of your choice afterwards."

Brett lit up like a child on their (happy) birthday, "Could I get ribs? Mannn you have no idea how long I've been craving ribs. I saw an add the other but didn't get the time to go and try them, wonder if they'll be as good as the ones smokin barrel.." Jamie smiled amused at Bretts enthusiasm, "well first let's see how this goes." She winked at him.

"Now in this process we stick a syringe into your veins and it'll take care of getting the nostalgia max outta you. Anesthesia will be used to prevent too much pain, so any questions?"

"Other than the fact I'm terrified of needles? Nope! Hit me Jamie!" He grinned bracing himself, A robotic arm with an anesthesia mask in its hand pushed up too Bretts face, after a few sleepy blinks he actually knocked out with a smile.

"Rise and shine kiddo." Jamie was waking Brett up, Brett sat up and yawned big stretching his arms far up above his head and curving his back, "oh it feels great to move again!" The realization hit him, wait I can move? He snapped his eyes wide open scanning his environment, he was in a cell. A decently sized Room, he had twin sized cot, single person couch-chair in front of a tv that was in the wall, a table to eat at and a small workout section with dumbbells. He smiled sleepily, "this is a nice dream, Jamie?" Jamie was on the right wall of the room on the other side of a glass wall, she was observing Bretts reaction to his rather nice cell. "Yes Brett? And honey this ain't a dream, I'm real alright." Brett did an "o" he looked around once more and spotted a door near his dumbbells, he pointed at it "what's that?"

He got of his cot and headed over, "it's your bathroom" explained Jamie to Bretts curiosity, "huh" he took a peek inside then went over the glass where Jamie was "how long was I out?" He asked rubbing his eyes still adjusting, "Barely over half an hour, the extraction process is quick but you will need a good amount" Brett clapped his hands together, "fine by me! And I uh don't mean to be pushy but do you have food for me? I haven't eaten since.. well since ya know?" He looked away downcast rubbing the back of his head.

Jamie noticed but chose not to pour salt on an open wound yet, "Yeah, yeah, um I did. That's why I woke you up! Do you see the slot here? She pointed downward, and as said there was a slot. "Yup" the slot was well protected having a thick metal cover, "Here you are son." She pressed a button that removed the metal cover, and the food slid out. "You actually got me ribs! You know I thought I wouldn't get anything at all!"He grabbed the plate and brought it over to his table.