"Roll up your sleeve."

A cold voice resounded through the chilling room, in which you are not the first time. There are a lot of tools, devices and even a green medical couch that looks like an operating table with a lamp.

A man towers over you, holding a syringe with another drug to be tested,when you sit on a chair in the middle of the room

"H-187, don't make me wait."

A note of annoyance slipped through Dottore's voice as the man's patience came to an end. He is not used to waiting.