As Chad collapsed next to Brooke on the bed the green indicator on the girls bracelet winked out for a few moments then came back on. When curiosity got the better of the man and he checked the bracelet Chad saw it now read 'Female-001 | Administering Treatment 04:57'. Watching the text it was clear the last number was some sort of count down. While Brooke was recovering Chad noticed a silvery cloud gathering on the ceiling.<br/><br/>Then without warning the cloud descended and Chad experienced the most intense pain in his life. The cloud rushed down his tear ducts and up his nose leaving microscopic contusions and abrasions as it forced its way into his body. The pain continued long after the cloud had been absorbed and was concentrated largely in Chad's forearms, his muscles screaming in agony as millions of nanites integrated themselves with his musculature and grafted themselves to his bone. As the miniaturized machines formed themselves into long coils of interconnected machinery they burrowed their way in between Chads muscle fibers wrapping themselves around the length of his forearms.<br/><br/>After what seemed like hours of white hot pain the coiled cords of machines settled and cooled for a moment before a sharp electrical jolt raced up Chads spine from a relay of intramuscular batteries causing all of his muscles to flex and seize. As they did so the machinery now incorporated with the thrill seeker's musculature reacted spiraling forward as they uncoiled piercing the flesh of Chad's inner wrists and splitting into six separate tendrils of glistening metal that snaked wildly as chad spasms continued. The machines formed six, three foot long articulate cables that once extended unwound becoming roughly one and one half inches in diameter, three protruding from each forearm.<br/><br/>When the spasms stopped the tendrils went lank and as feeling returned to Chad's extremities he found that the mechanical cords were fully sensate. Still suffering from lingering pain Chad was at least able to focus enough that he noticed the machinery could be manipulated as easily as his own limbs and without really thinking about it he made a particular flexing of his muscles and the ropes of metal quickly wound upon themselves braiding together as they slithered back through the wounds they'd generated and coiled again around the bones of his forearms.