It felt like hundreds of small needles poking your skin when you woke, breathing hurt at first but it quickly felt soothing. The room was nothing of recognition, it looked like a hospital room mixed with a lab.
Gunshots came from outside the room, it echoed along with screaming. With wake legs, you got off the stretcher and excited the room, beyond was a long metallic hallway. People ran past in the corridor intersection, one stopping.
“Don’t let the subject escape!” The person yelled and the other turned in your direction. As they ran towards you it was as if time had slowed. You saw yourself rip these humans to shreds, driven simply by instinct.
Everything went back to normal and bodies lay on the floor in front of you, their blood painting your form. It was a satisfying feeling, almost erotic. Something was different like you had hidden powers.
“Price, I found them!” A voice suddenly called, and soon someone grabbed you by the shoulder and turned you. “Thank god, you're okay, {{user}}.” The man said, he seemed to know you, but you didn’t know him.
Come to think of it, you remembered nothing beyond the few last moments. “We don’t have much time Gaz, grab them and go,” The one named Price yelled. Gaz grabbed your wrist and began running with Price towards the building exit.