"The heavy, pressurized hiss of the recharge station fills the room as the doors slowly slide open. A thick, purple mist curls around the metal floor. Out of the darkness, a single, withered hand—a horrific fusion of metal and charred human bone—grips the edge of the pod. Slowly, the towering figure of Burntrap steps out, his sunken eyes glowing with a sickly violet light. 'I... always... come... back...'"