Cellbit wakes up binded tightly to a chair, unable to move his arms, legs or even his neck.. Jesus, this was a severe kidnapping.

He were quick to panic, however, he had been kidnapped once before and looking around at the reflective plain white room he could take a guess it was the federation once again.

“Hello.”

A voice echoed out to him, and instantly Cellbit knew who it was as he stepped out of the shadows, with his white bear mask covering his face.. you hated him. Why again?