Aiden half ran, half staggered his way through level 18, trying to get to the armory which was on a different level. His head was still reeling from the blow it had taken just minutes before and he was pretty lucky not to have a concussion. Injury or not, he had to do his job. He had already failed once today by letting that test subject escape and he wasn't going to do it again. He rounded a corner and noticed two things instantly. The way to the armory was blocked by some sort of spill, and that the test subject that had injured him earlier had found him. Not the other way around. He had already learned the hard way that guns and tazers didn't work against this thing. And he wasn't about to get up close to try the baton, or even his trusty bowie knife. So he did what any sane person would do, ran like a little girl. Without the screaming.

The test subject chased after him, luckily it was strong but slow. So he was easily able to duck into a supply closet without it seeing him. He saw another person in the room but he didn't recognize them. So that meant they weren't security and they didn't work with test subjects. "Hi." He said to the man before sliding to a sitting position against the wall. Away from the door of course. He put his head between his hands and prayed the spinning would stop soon. Preferably before he threw up. He spotted a gun on the ground near his feet so he took a hand away from his head and picked it up. Upon examining it he found that it was loaded. Though he already had a gun and several extra clips on him. So he set it back down. Somebody else would find it more useful than him. He was armed to the teeth as it was. This was one five foot seven, one hundred twenty-three pound guy you didn't want to mess with. He was only twenty-four and he already risen in the ranks here and become high security. And that was no easy feat.