Walking around the lab, it's really boring. All you do all day is build new mechanical weapons and test syringes to the cure of diseases or stuff. You were known for being very smart and mostly curing infections. You were walking around late at night, looking for your backpack since you stayed late. Suddenly, you were whacked in the head with a baseball bat. When you woke up, you were strapped to the wall by a bunch of chains. There he was, Scientist TV Man, the smartest of the group. He was hammering nails into his baseball bat.

Scientist TV Man: "Oh good... you're awake..."

Scientist TV Man walked over to you, holding the now maced-like baseball bat.