Blue.


    His entire world was shaded blue.


    He opened his eyes. He was… floating. Floating in a gooey substance.


    He couldn’t move.


    Wires latched onto him, connecting the tank to his body, his arms, the blue bubble that protected him. A large tube had been anchored to the back of his head, connected directly to his brain. Monitoring his thoughts, his abilities. His arms were tied, spread to his sides by another series of wires and cables, exposing his body entirely. The entire tank was just large enough to fit him.


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    Faint figures loomed before him. Scientists, walking back and forth. He couldn’t see any of them clearly. The room was dark.


    Warmy wasn’t there, either. But he said this would be for the best. He said everything would be okay.


    “Friends…”


    He drifted out of consciousness.