<strong>Threats of a New Kind!</strong><br/><br/>"Oh dear there are no reasons to be so confrontational! My name is Dr. Klien, and I am in charge of the Think Tank here in Big MT. You have all been selected to partake in the most important study of your time!" Dr. Klien said, shifting side to side. Its mechanical hands moved awkwardly to help accentuate the important project!<br/><br/>The mechanical creature with the floating brain slipped backwards on its jets and moved to the side, showing you where all your gear laid. "I have kept your gear and it is in fine working order. You will need it after all. Attached to your wrists are the pip boy 3000! But they are not just ordinary pip boys! Think of them as...insurance that you will comply. If you try to harm myself or other members of the Think Tank, you will explode." Dr. Klien said in a rather mater of fact tone.<br/><br/>"Your tasks in this research is quite easy, really. You must simply survive the compound and its tests and you will be released back into the Wild Wastelands. Failure to do so will lead to death. Failure to participate will lead to death." Dr. Klein's voice sounded as if it was in a perpetual auto tune as it explained the rules of the so called 'Research Project'.<br/><br/>"When I leave this room the field will drop and you will be able to arm yourself. You will then try to make your way threw the laboratories and escape. Keep in mind you will be monitored. The people who manage to make it to the end will be rewarded with freedom! Does that not sound like fun!?" Dr. Klien chuckled, however it sounded fake and rather empty. Of course the robot brain did not wait for confirmation and instead turned around promptly and floated out of the room, and as promised the field dropped instantly.<br/><br/>((Your clothes are there as well. You bunch of nudists!))