Samson eyes opened up as he jolted upward in bed, which was in an all white room. His eyebrow raised up as he wondered how did he get there exactly. The last thing he remembered was standing in line at the local grocery store and then walking outside to his car after paying for the items. But after that, it's all a blur. He raised his hand up to rub the back of his head then turned towards the plexiglass window and walked over towards it. Where was he? How did he get here? His mind was racing, causing his head to ache with severe pain. He outstretched his hands and tried to move an object but nothing happened. Another brow raised up as he walked back over to the bed and sat back down with a sigh. A gasp came through his parted lips when the door to his room opened up with a hiss. The face of the male entering seemed familiar as he held his hands up. "I come in peace." The male laughed then sat down in a chair. "Who are you?" Samson asked while staring at the male. "I was so sure that you would remember me, Samson. I am Johnny McDermott." At the hearing of that name, Samson knew exactly who he was. He outstretched his hand to move the male back but again, nothing happened. Johnny laughed and stood up, waving his arms around the room. "I designed these rooms to be power free. Not even I can push you." He said while turning heel and walking out of the room. Samson knew that Johnny worked for the Division, hell, he was their leader and knew that he had his father and mother killed when he was a mere teenager. The next time he had saw Johnny, he was going to exact his revenge but couldn't do anything right now anyway. His mind wandered off as he sat back down on his bed, wondering why was he brought here. And what did Johnny mean by these rooms? Were there more to come? His head went back to hurting as he did nothing but laid back down in the bed and wondered who his roommate was going to be. ---------- Michelle eyes fluttered open as she smiled but then realized that she was not in her own room. She was in some sort of lab but how she got there was the most important question. She slipped out of her bed, furiously as she tried to teleport herself somewhere else but nothing. She screamed rather loudly then ran over towards the plexiglass window, staring out of it. She felt like she couldn't breathe. She felt like the room was getting smaller and smaller but of course, it wasn't. Her eyes looked towards the door as it opened and a male with white hair stepped in with a smirk and grim laughter. "I finally caught you, MJ. Probably think I never would, didn't you?" Michelle walked up to the male, pointing her index finger at his chest. "Where the hell am I?" She asked in tone that demanded an answer. The white haired male chuckled and stuck his hands inside of his trench coat pockets. "Me and my team teamed up with another group that hunts down people similar to you. And we had our builders build this lab and wipe out your abilities, slowly." Michelle couldn't believe what she was hearing. Vermin. She thought to herself as her doors opened up and the division brought in another person. "That there is your roommate. Enjoy." The white haired male, who name was Sanford. She looked over at the male then raised a brow at him. "So, what did you do to get in here?" She joked about the place as if it was a prison, which it was for people like herself.