Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25316824-20150108030729/@comment-4794494-20150109032704

Deeper in the lab, scientists observe a man, if it could be called that, floating in a tube. Several dozen needles are injected into his skin, which was a sickly white color. An unknown calling had reached the ears of the sub-human within; the first sound it had heard in many years.

Its heartbeat picked up, escalating from a coma-esque rate to one of pumping adrenaline. The men outside were indifferent at this happening. It had awoken before, and had always been sedated. The sub-human was the physical manifestation of the true scientific horrors that the Chat were capable of. As the men outside observed the quickened heart rate, they also observed something that had never happened before; its eyes opened.

Unbeknownst to them, it planned on escaping by whatever means. It was awake. It was scarred. It was angry. It had a plan.