"Despite the looks of the department, Personnel Recovery is really the heart and soul of our operation," The doors to the section open up and DuBain steps through.  The lights in this are are a dim amber hue, and the walls a mottled concrete which almost gives the impression of a haunted mansion hallway.  An eerie scraping sound comes from one of the closed doors, but the director leads Raul to a secondary door.<br/><br/>The nurse in the small reception room may be a deathly bluish pale, though the colored light does well to hide it.  She doesn't seem to blink, and when she speaks, doesn't seem to move her lips at all.  "Dr. Nephanim is busy, I will do the tests."<br/><br/>"Ah, I was hoping to speak personally to him.  He is in the vat room, then?"  DuBain looks at Raul dismissively, "Follow the nurse's direction, and report to sergeant Gradey afterwords, he's the man you saw just out in the hall."<br/><br/>As the director rushes out, the nurse looks at Raul with piercingly pale eyes, "Follow me, Mr. Mendova." as she steps toward the next room.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Turk, like pretty much everyone else, enjoyed the tigress' affections, though her question was puzzling.  "I...  I don't know about any new arrivals...  I also don't know if anyone has been moved out...  I guess I'm not much in the loop, really." He thought for a moment, "Hey, I'm going down to visit one of the subjects, I think she's starting to like me."  Turk held up a visitation notice...  for one of the more wildly carnivorous experiments...  Apparently his job today was unwittingly as food, and he had no idea.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>A moment after the young scientist entered Will's scenario room, the lights cut out and the sound of machinery slowly whined to life.  The room was reconfiguring into some kind of new testing ground.  The whirring is soon accompanied by the rhythmic thump of pistons, like the march of some kind of metal army.  With the room started, a strip of light flashes to life on the floor, lighting both Wil and Greggory from below.<br/><br/>"This is a test," the intercom voice boomed around them, "Of your protective skills, Wil.  You must get the human through the course alive.  If you succeed, you will be rewarded, if your charge is killed, you will be severely punished.  You have ten minutes before the room is gassed."<br/><br/>The voice cuts out with a pop, leaving a powerful sense of urgency in the air.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>A quick look around Lance's cell shows a sphere with what looks like a water spout embedded in one corner of the ceiling with a steel and mesh drain below it.  Apparently the cell comes with it's own shower, which is odd.  The sheets on the bed are an odd material, more like some kind of opaque plastic film with tiny holes that is warm to the touch.  There is a combination sink and toilet in the corner just next to the shower.  All of the surfaces of the room are a slick white material, reflecting the light from outside the thick glass panel that makes up one whole wall.  Everything is much too clean for a cell.  It's not even clear how air is getting into the room.  Strangely, the guards didn't take away his clothes, or his various potion vials stored within.<br/><br/>Outside the window, a stack of cages rolls past, most are empty, or have small animals in them, though one contains a medium-sized anthropomorphic<a class="postlink" href="https://aryion.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=33&amp;t=15504&amp;p=378029#p378029">mouse boy</a>.