Micah looked at the key resting easily in the crevice of his palm. It felt heavy, though he knew it couldn't have been more than a few ounces. It wasn't the metal or anything else tangible that increased its weight however; it was the power that it held. Behind the door that this key unlocked lay a power too dangerous for most to handle. He couldn't help but wonder,  was he capable enough? It was daunting. The magnitude of the road that lay before him was nearly overwhelming, but it was all he had worked for. This was his chance for change; for both himself, and the world.<br/><br/>The metallic door to 0 shone with a bright steely glow. A large 0 was painted in red on its surface. After taking a deep breath, Micah inserted the key into a small panel just to the right of the chamber's entrance and twisted gently. An audible pop followed by an electronic chirping could be heard as the door began to swing open. Micah froze midway through the threshold as his mind caught up to what he was seeing.<br/><br/>A beautiful, crimson-haired young woman lay restrained to a hospital cot. Her eyes were akin to green spheres of glass as sorrow wove its way through her features. A barely concealing robe was all she wore to cover her pale and scarred skin. It was striking though. Each scar was a testament to a tortured life, but it was testament to an immense inner strength and beauty as well. Finally, the colonel's eyes fell onto her freshly bleeding wounds. Scratches and bite marks climbed up her legs.<br/><br/>Before he really knew what he was doing, Micah removed a small first aid kit from one of his jacket's inner pockets and removed some gauss and an antiseptic cloth. Using a small piece of the gauss as a rag, he cleared some of the blood away from the worst scratches. Turning to face 0 directly and held up the antiseptic wipe. "Is it all right if I use this? It will burn slightly, and I don't want to cause you undo pain."