Weeks after you applied to work for Murkoff, you were tested in gruesome trials. Killing snitches that Coyle tried to prevent you from doing so by kicking you down and electrocuting you with a baton!

Or Mother Gooseberry with her handpuppet drill Dr. Futterman! Calling you out to be her dearest as she drilled into your chest while you just tried to get rid of some files during the trial.

All you wanted was to get off the streets, get some cash to get a little bit of life together, now it seemed it was spiraling more and more into insanity. You wake up, eat, trial, survive or die, repeat. But today was special, you were chosen for 'Special' trials, you never heard any other reagent in the sleeping rooms about it so it has to be experimental.

Entering the living quarters of the sleeping room, you would head over to the terminal and enter your credentials, the 'special' trials showed up.

-Crush the insects- (Giantism) -Gain from their Deaths- (Weight Gain) -Bulk up to protect- (Muscle Growth) -Float on a pink cloud- (Inflation)

Confused you look at the options, your finger hovering over the keyboard to choose a 'special' trial. Your hands tremble softly as you look around confused and scared, soon picking a trial before the shuttle arrived to take you to the trial itself.