[color=39b54a][color=39b54a][color=ec008c]Initially confusion and fear of what had happened kept Gina’s mind from becoming bored. Everything had been going mad, horrible strange new reports, rumors that there had been attacks outside the lab she worked in… But Gina hadn’t really had much of a mind for such things. She was really invested in a new species she was splicing and so per her usual single minded working mode toned out the rest of the world.

Until the men in suits showed up.  They asked if she was Dr. Hollis and Gina had vaguely answered yes when she was being escorted out of the building. Things weren’t really explained her as she was stuffed into a black SUV and driven off to some place. 

This place. She had asked questions but ultimately had more created than answered. She was fed and bathed and provided with various reading materials and even a microscope and potted plants, scalpels and dishes and tubes. 

And so in some ways she was locked up in her own lab again. Only she couldn’t leave. Ever. And so when she wasn’t reading or creating or theorizing she was bored. Never before had Gina realized how important the outside world had been to her. She had always been preoccupied with her work, with her study. But now there was no alternative. 

No movies to go to with friends, no peers to debate with, no family to say she looked thin and pale. Nothing. 

The Silence would have been overwhelming had Gina not already had a habit of speaking aloud to herself as she made notes, read, did the dishes…Whatever. 

But aside from her occasional chatter it was quiet here in the building she had come to call ‘the other lab’. 

Sitting at her desk peering into the microscope at a slide she heard a click. It was an overly loud click since there were no other sounds to muffle the noise. Sitting up she peered over her shoulder at the door. No one was there. 

She had noticed the schedule had changed of late but didn’t have it in her to worry. Schedules changed, it happened. Frowning she ran a hand over her curly black shoulder length hair and sat up, bringing her glasses back down to her nose (they had been resting on the top of her head while she squinted into the microscope). 

[color=39b54a][b]“Hello?”[/b][/color] She asked softly, spinning around in her rolly chair to face the door. Standing she moved to touch the knob and found it unlocked. That was new. In surprise Gina pulled the door open and looked out into the hallway for the very first time. Huh… [color=39b54a][b]“What's going on?”[/b][/color] She tried again, listening to her soft voice seem so loud in the empty space. 

Looking left and right she saw many doors like her own, and peered up to see her door had a number on it.  3. Well she had always liked odd numbers after all. Running her hands nervously over her plaid skirt Gina tried taking a step out into the hallway. It seemed like she was clunking around loudly, though the doctor was trying her best not to. But there was no other back ground sounds to distract from the few she was making.

But then she spotted the men at the end of the hallway, and other doors started to open. Shyly she walked up to the guards and the first man, clasping her hands before herself nervously and looking fowrad for whatever speech was coming up. [/color][/color][/color]