"Hmmm. Interesting," said Shadwell, after hearing the doctor's explanation. "So, let me get this straight. You have two hundred other test subjects, you expect us to kill or depower each other, and you want me to go and socialize with them?"
"Pretty much, yeah," answered the doctor.
"Well, that takes a pretty special kind of evil. And you're telling me you don't actually know what happens if I touch my own rune?"
"Well... no."
"That's awesome. Putting my life on the line and they won't even give me an expert on the field. Well, that'd be all. So, off to "socialize", or whatever it is one does with people they're gonna try to kill in the near future."

When the doctor left him, Shadwell shivered slightly.
"It's OK, calm down," he whispered to himself. "I'm going to do this, and I'm going to survive." Then, he leaned against a wall, adjusted his glasses with one finger, and began to scan the room, until his eyes focused on a pair of positives that looked a tad smarter than the rest.