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CTSA Laboratory

Garth van der Westhuizen. He's a Zoologist working at a company based in Cape Town, South Africa. He's been at the position for just under 10 years now.
The company, abbreviated as "CTSA" has their own set of labs where scientists of all different fields collaborate to further science as a whole.

Due to his experience, a few years back, Garth was given his own personal Laboratory where he conducts experiments on his own accord. His 2nd-in-command helps around the lab, with general upkeep and maintenance.

Marcus van Graan, Garth's 2nd-in-command, is currently looking around the lab for something. Garth looks at Marcus before remarking:

"Marcus, don't tell me you forgot. I must've told you no less than... 5 minutes ago?"

"The bottle with the red liquid... Right?" Marcus replied.

"No, fetch me the yellow one. Want me to write it down for you?" Said Garth

"I don't think that sarcasm is necessary, sir." Said Marcus.

"Firstly, that's not sarcasm. Secondly, just fetch the bottle already!" Garth replied.

Suddenly, Garth's watch began to beep rapidly. Garth looks at his watch, before remarking:

"Look, I'm taking my break. Put the bottle on my desk, and then do whatever."

Garth then walks outside of the lab, near the garbage area. He pulls a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, and then begins to smoke them.

He stands still, puffing on his cigarette for about 3 minutes before he hears some sort of odd shuffling noise from deep inside the garbage area. He turns around and looks in the direction of which the noise came from.

There's about a 20 second silence. Right as Garth was about to turn around, he hears a Voice:

"Fuck, you know I wouldn't have expected such a... place to smell as bad as it does..."

Another voice replies.

"I know, right? You would've thought that these guys would have some disposal for this garbage. This is like... 3 months worth? There are trash bags everywhere!"

Garth stands in silence, completely dumbstruck. As far as he's concerned, beggars are banned on the property. Suspecting a beggar infestation, he responds.

"Hey! Who's down there?"

"..."

Silence...

Another shuffling noise is heard, before Garth sees something metallic flying towards his head. It hit it's target, and Garth got knocked out cold.