Location: Bioweapon Research facility, Mountain ranges in Alps, Switzerland
Date: March 2, 2056
An unknown organization who names themselves as the "The Hand Of Truth" or THOT has built a research facility dedicated to create and study bioweapons.
In the medical bay 6A, two paramedics examines a sick male. The male looks Russian. Blood tests indicate and unknown blood type.
"Have you touched or came in contact with something?" One of the paramedics asked.
"Nope. But I did felt a strange feeling like I was bombarded with radiation."
"Hmm, I see. Well see ya." The paramedic replied.
The medics left, baffled by the man. "Hey Klein, have you seen anything like that?"
"Nope. In fact, I'm starting to be suspicious here Lane. We should report this to Dr. James." Klein replied.
The medics went to Dr. James' office. Lane knocked the door. A voice called out "Come in." They opened the door and peeked inside. Dr. James was sitting on the chair. They entered in.
"What brings you here?" James asked in a kind manner.
"The subject's blood is nothing I've ever seen, sir. It seems that it's unnatural." Kleine explained.
"Hmm, I see. Take him to the Humanoid Confinement Cell no. 2 for interrogation." James ordered.
"Yes, sir." Lane replied.
"By the way, give him the sedative. I'll be in the room in approx. 12 minutes. See ya medics." James said in a slightly creepy manner. They both left the office.
The medics carefully moved the subject around the corridor. "Where are we going?" The subject asked.
"We'll be taking to you to the Humanoid Confinement Cell no. 2. Dr. James will be waiting for you there." Lane answered.
"I see. Is this about my conditions?" He asked twice.
"Well, you are strange so yeah I guess. I mean I don't want to be like this." He complained.
"Don't worry, Dr. James is good in here." Kleine replied.
They both entered a dark, room with a large containment chamber illuminated and filled with a table and a chair. Kleine injected the sedative and was brought in the chamber. In the middle of the room a figure turns on the light. Dr. James was sitting in a chair holding a clipboard filled with papers.
"Hello, mr. Logan Parr. I will be your interviewer. Name's Dr. James. You'll be anwering my questions and if you fail to listen or answer will result in execution." James explained.
"Sure, ask away." Logan replied.
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