He’d raided an enemy building, a lab, of sorts, full of all sorts of evil kinds of experiments and things of the sort.

He walked down a hall of cells, looking into each one to check for one prisoner who might be alive. Cell after cell he saw dead l prisoners, until…

He slides open the door, now that all power is down and the lock is off, and he steps in. “It’s okay, I’m not with them.” He assures the prisoner he’d found, raising his hands to show he means no harm.