Being apart of some random government testing corp wasn’t easy, some of the lab workers were nice, some were rough, or it’s just cause your unpredictable. Who knows.

You were sat in your patted cell, staring at a wall when the door barged open. One of the mean doctors tall and lanky figure filling the doorway, Mr. Eclipse.

“What are you doing.”

His low, raspy voice pierced the air. You could just feel his presence at the door.