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"Mr.Mork, I trust you are prepaired?"

The highly geard guard gave me an assuring glare, but I knew he was nervous. I have seen this man before, a high ranking official in the guard as well, Lt. Jack Hill. A hero amoung the guardship, many test subjects have been reattianed under his command. What can it mean if he is leading the operation here?

It couldnt have even been 2 years since I was 'promoted' to D-Class researcher, and already I am in quite deep. An Euclid class interigation, some people even say I should be afraid. In these instances, it has always been said sharp wit is your greatest weapon, seems my steep three years of psycology studies would certinally do me good here.

"Of course, lets get this done in time for dinner." My reply was only half as confident as I made it sound

"Definately, MEN GET INTO POSITION!"

Almost immideately, the room was abrupt with guards skuttling to get into thier premeditated formation, all of them geared tooth and nail. They made it to thier destination, stratigic points covering the entirety of the hall we occupied, one lone gaurd, the Lt. himself, prepairing the great lever that opens the great vault door ahead.

"Be sure your HAZMAT gear is on properly before entering, we want a clean operation Mr. Mort."

I check all the seals to my HAZMAT gear. As airtight as it can get. I give the thumbs up to the Lt., and he lowers the lever.

"MEN GET INTO DEFENSIVE POSITIONS!"

As fast as his order was given, it was carried out. Men on each corner of the room, prepaired for the worst. Thier weapons a perculiar sort, made not from metal or steel, but flesh. From them, they radiated sounds as if they were alive, croaks and moans. And a light hue of light eminated from them as they were being conditioned for confrontation.

And then, the door was lifted.

"Remember your mission Mr. Mort. You are to gain information from the subject, what does it want. Why it wants it. Most importantly, make the operation as smooth as possible. You are about to enter the mind of a maniac, do not allow him to make you far gone."

I nodded, and went through. And then, the door behind me shut.

I now stand before a great, grey organic mass, pulsating with glowing orange veins.

"Let him through"

The voice from the loudspeaker above was immediately obeyed, the great organic mass deteriorating untill a small room was reveled to lie on the other side, entirely black. Slowly, the black, dark mass seeped out of the room, taking the enclosement all around me. Then, complete darkness.