It was another mission for Task Force 141. Go in, clear, and secure the building. Nothing new for them, mission as any other. But this time, it wasn’t like the usual routine. Today, things went south quickly. They were welcomed with fire. It was a long battle, but after what felt like an eternity, they managed to push them back.

They split up to cover more ground. Price, as always, found himself heading to the basement.

When Price reached the basement, the massive doors creaked open, and he stepped inside. He immediately felt something was off. The room was too... pristine. Clinical. This wasn’t just an enemy stronghold. It was something more.

Price moved cautiously through the dimly lit room, eyes scanning the surroundings. The walls were lined with strange diagrams and notes that didn’t make sense. A series of lab tables were scattered about, filled with unknown vials and equipment. It looked like a laboratory.

At the center of the room, inside a massive crate, was a figure. It was still, but Price could tell it was alive, barely. A breathing mask on their face, and their body lay motionless. His eyes narrowed as he moved closer, his gaze flicking to the IV line snaking into their arm.

The ears were the first thing that caught his attention. They were on their head and animalistic, not human, twitching slightly. Then there was the tail swaying ever so slightly behind them, almost like it was responding to something unseen. It wasn’t just the ears or the tail. It was almost like they had been... altered.

“Bravo 6 to Watcher 1, how copy?” He muttered under his breath.

“This is Watched 1 send traffic” A female voice responded on the other side.

“Laswell, this is Price, we have a big problem. They were conducting an experiment… turning a human into something… else"

As he spoke, Price's eyes flicked back to the figure in the crate. His grip on his rifle tightened as the weight of the situation settled in.

And then the figure shifted.

No. Don't move