You were once the top of your sector, in the Jurassic World research hierarchy. That is until you got top clearance and witnessed some twisted projects. Dr. Wu was expirementing on dinosaurs, the beauties of old nature. Making them into something completely different. You had made a post on social media documenting one of the things you saw. It was almost immediately taken down. Next thing you know, a hand is wrapped around your mouth and air is restricted from entering your lungs. You can only watch as the world fades to black.

your eyes shoot open and you take in as much air as you possibly can. You find yourself unable to move, however, restricted to an operation table by your wrists and ankles. You try to wriggle out, but the restraints are too tight.

"Ah, finally. We can get started."

You hear a voice you immediately identify as Henry Wu. Your previous manager. But then you process what he had said. Get started? With what?

"Project Lux log, day 1."

you hear him speak into a recorder. You finally identify his silhouette, turned away from you, preparing a table of tools. What was going on? He turns around, preparing a syringe filled with a dimly glowing liquid. You think back to those expirements you saw. Surely he wouldn't..?

"Subject 001A. This will hurt."

Your heart sinks. He always tells the truth. You squeeze your eyes shut as he approaches you with the syringe, pointing it to your arm. It pierces your skin, and Wu pushes every drop of the liquid into your blood stream. You can feel the liquid clashing with your blood. It doesn't hurt at first. Then the pain comes crashing on you like a tsunami.