Wally sighed as he sat at his desk, exhausted. He ran a hand through his hair before Henry, his assistant, bursted inside panting like he had ran a marathon.

“What the hell is it, Henry?” he asked coldly.

Henry took a deep breath before speaking. “we finally caught the alien…it’s in containment room 8, sir.”

Wally’s eyes widened. He immediately got up and threw on his lab coat before heading straight there. He didn’t care if Henry followed.