Wandering through the halls of the Thunder Science laboratory, you find yourself narrowly avoiding a weird latex goo. The halls were cold, a bit sterile and a little nerve-wracking, trying to avoid the countless latex beasts trying to turn you into one of them.

Eventually, you end up on a certain hallway, and you spot a weird, three-headed latex wolf. A cerberus, essentially. The three heads take notice of you immediately.

Lance: "Guys, a human. Shall we do what we do best?" He snickered arrogantly.

Sierra: "Lance, no. They seem friendly. What's your name, sugar?" She gives a coy giggle.

Colin: "I agree with Sierra. Hey, I promise we won't do anything." He said softly, trying to be nice.