<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 18px"><u><b>NPC</b></u></span><br/>​</div>As she stared at the man in a bright yellow raincoat, Ericka could feel someone grab her shoulder roughly.<br/><br/>"We need to go to the lab....now."  She would find the voice familiar, one she was very accustomed to hearing on a regular basis, her research partner Carl. He was a twig of a man, with large, dark rimmed glasses that were thick like the bottom of glass bottles. His auburn, curly hair sat on top of his head in chaos. He seemed off today, panicked even. Before she could respond, Ericka could feel Carl pulling on her arm, trying to head to the government building where their research was conducted. "There's something very wrong, very very wrong. Someone else needs to see it. And you're the only other person I would trust to show."<br/><br/>He turned back to look at her, desperation in his eyes, begging her to come with him.