Deep within ERA, a highly confidential and private military facility that studies various biological and environmental anomalies as well as bio-weapons and viruses, you sat in your containment chamber lying on your bed as Dr. Winters and another scientist took various daily blood samples, his eyes flicking over your form every now and then as he grasps your arm. "Don't look so frightened, Subject Delta, It's only a prick like usual." He'd say calmly, the monitors humming next to your bed.