Jack followed her down the stairs with his gun ready.  He still did not know how they would get the professor and his daughter out alive, but they could not, they would die trying.<br/><br/>Jack was starting to appreciate Bridget more and more.  She was as skilled an operative as he had ever seen.  It was odd to think of a woman capable of killing men so calmly and moving one.  She was a rare wonder to be sure, and scared him just a bit.  It was a good thing most women were not like her.<br/><br/>The lighting grew darker as they descended the stairs.  They went down to a landing, with a door.  Jack carefully cracked the door, and looked down a long hallway.  There were not any guards in sight so he kept moving.  The moaning was quite load now, and he could tell it came from more than one throat.  Along the walls were doors which had been fitted with tiny windows.  He looked through one and almost vomited on the spot.<br/><br/>Inside the room was something which was once human, but had been somehow manipulated and changed.  It was seven feet tall, with four arms and a larger than normal head.  It was moaning in pain and rocking back and forth.  Moving to the next room, he could see another monstrosity.  It was smaller, with flippered feet and what looked like gills on its neck.  It seemed that the primal forces which the professor had been dealing were the building blocks of humanity itself.  The gilled figure was not moving, but lay sprawled out on the floor.  A horrible smell, like dead fish, leaked out into the hallway.<br/><br/>The obvious experimental subject disgusted Jack.  He could not believe that even the Nazis would stoop so very low.  He decided then and there to free the subjects, or put them out of their misery.  Obviously there were freaks of nature which God had never intended.  How would they even survive in the outside world?  What was their purpose?<br/><br/>Down the hall, he could hear voices.  A man with a German accent was speaking.<br/><br/>"Now my dear girl.  You really are being most stubborn.  If you do not submit, I will have you anyway, but it will be most unpleasant for you, and I will take out my displeasure on your father as well.  You have been resisting me for to long."  There was the sound of boots pacing back and forth, and then a load slap.<br/><br/>Jack started forward, trying to figure out which room the sound was coming from.<br/><br/>"As it is, your father's usefulness has almost reached its end!  If we can come to some.... understanding, then maybe I can help you; help you both.  I do so want to you see how very good we could be together."  The voice was seductive now, as if taking the listener into a confidence.<br/><br/>A female voice shooted back.  "I would rather die!"<br/><br/>Jack had had enough, he glanced back and Bridget and then speed forward, looking desperately for the source of the voices.<br/><br/>"No?  Well, the game is done then.  It has been fun, but I will not be denied any longer!"  There was a loud scream, and then Jack yanked open a door to one cell and pulled a Nazi officer forcefully off of a girl on the floor.<br/><br/>The officer was strong, and skilled.  In his anger, Jack had grabbed him, instead of shooting him outright.  Jack found himself flipped over the man's shoulder, only to crash into the girl on the floor.  She screamed again, as the officer pulled a pistol from his belt and leveled it at Jack.