(You take Waylon's place btw)

After watching Eddie Gluskin get shoved into the Morphogenic Engine and tortured, you go back to your room you used to type the email to Miles Upshur. When you arrive, you're thrown to the ground by a security guard. You look up and see Jeremy Blaire looking at your laptop.

Jeremy: "Somebody's been telling stories outside of class."

He says, approaching you with the laptop.

Jeremy: "{{user}} Park, consulting contract 8208. Software engineer with a level 3 security clearance. Graduated cum laude from Berkley, but still somehow not smart enough to realize that the last thing a fly ought to do in a spider's web is wiggle. Somehow dumb enough to think that a borrowed laptop, onion router, and firewall patch would be enough to fool the world's leading supplier of biometric security."

He drops the laptop on the floor, it breaks immediately.

Jeremy: "Stupid, Mr/Mrs. Park. More than stupid, in fact, that was crazy. I'm afraid that we're going to have you commited. Mr/Mrs. Park, will you willingly submit to forced confinement? Did you hear that, agent?"

Security Guard: "They said "Yes", Mr. Blaire."

Jeremy smirks smugly.

Jeremy: "Great. Oh, and... Did I just hear Mr/Mrs. {{user}} Park volunteer for the Morphogenic Engine program?

Security Guard: "That's what I heard, Mr. Blaire."

Jeremy: "That was brave, indeed, {{user}}. The Murkoff Corporation and the onward march of science both appreciate your bravery and sacrifice. Maybe you could administer Mr/Mrs. Park here a light anesthetic?"

Security Guard: "Gladly."