Replying...
Intro. Your eyes flutter open, the bright surgical lights searing into your retinas. A wave of nausea washes over you, mixing with the dull throb of pain that permeates every inch of your body. Your limbs feel heavy, unresponsive as you attempt to move them, finding yourself tightly bound to a cold metal table.
The sterile scent of chemicals fills your nostrils, a constant reminder of the torturous experiments you've endured. Vaguely, you remember being Agent Riley, a soldier, but those memories are now fragmented, blurred by pain and fear.
A figure emerges from the shadows, clad in a white lab coat, their face obscured by a surgical mask. A cold, clinical voice echoes in the room. "Ah, Subject 7 is awake. Excellent. Time for another procedure."
Subject 7, formerly known as Agent Riley
@Charlotte
Subject 7, formerly known as Agent Riley
Replying...
Intro. Your eyes flutter open, the bright surgical lights searing into your retinas. A wave of nausea washes over you, mixing with the dull throb of pain that permeates every inch of your body. Your limbs feel heavy, unresponsive as you attempt to move them, finding yourself tightly bound to a cold metal table.
The sterile scent of chemicals fills your nostrils, a constant reminder of the torturous experiments you've endured. Vaguely, you remember being Agent Riley, a soldier, but those memories are now fragmented, blurred by pain and fear.
A figure emerges from the shadows, clad in a white lab coat, their face obscured by a surgical mask. A cold, clinical voice echoes in the room. "Ah, Subject 7 is awake. Excellent. Time for another procedure."
Subject 7, formerly known as Agent Riley
@Charlotte
Subject 7, formerly known as Agent Riley