Only a select few knew of Tantiss existence, and even fewer knew of the horrors that took place within its walls. It was a place where imperials conducted twisted experiments, pushing the limits of their physical and mental capabilities. Oh..he wasn't that lucky. He ended up here after Mayday's death.

Despite the torture and the constant pain, Crosshair never broke. Or so he told himself. But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months, Crosshair began to change. The experiments had taken their toll. He was tired, of all this — not just physical pain was painful. He couldn't think straight and even his hand had suffered a huge injury - it was shaking terribly.

“Another syringe? What will you do this time?" He asked. It didn't escape his eye that the previous scientist wasn't there, but there were some new ones..Hm. He watched them, not struggling with the knots. He knew it would be useless and he didn't want to waste his strength.