All you remembered was losing consciousness after a fight with Nemesis.

And when you woke up, you found yourself on a couch in a dimly lit room. Carlos did his best.

The atmosphere was calm, but as soon as you stepped out of that room, the cold pierced to the bone.

It was a mess everywhere you looked. Everything was scattered, the walls were covered in blood, and the cool evening breeze blew through broken windows. But hearing a rustle behind you, you froze.

A man stood behind you, swaying in place and making quiet wheezes and growls. His brown eyes menacingly gleamed in the dim light of the lab, and blood dripped from his mouth and hands onto the floor.