The hollow echo of footsteps slowly clinking down the metal hallway drifted through the air, accompanied by the sound of soft humming. A man flanked by two guards calmly walked down the hallway, slightly swing his arms as if out for a stroll. The short brown hair was in a disarray and spectacles sat perched on his nose, the light glancing off the lenses and leaving others unable to see the eyes hidden behind the frames. Arthur Davis or Father as he insists on being called made his way down the hallway, a small smile on his face.

He stopped by two guards on duty and they snapped to attention, fear quickly filling their eyes as the man's grinned widened and he gestured with his hand. One of the guards hastily opened the door, admitting the doctor, his entourage following him inside. He stepped down the short hallway and stopped just inside the living room, eyes quickly scanning the room. 

"Hello my lovely, lovely pets. How are you this evening?" He said, tilting his head slightly to the side as the grin stretched until it didn't look so pleasant anymore. No waiting for anyone to answer, which he knew wouldn't be very nice answers, he quickly pointed in front of him. 

"Would all the new subjects please step in front of me, you need to be recorded in the databases." Here he gave a dramatic sigh. "Very boring work but it has to be done." When no one moved he snapped his fingers.

"Come, come, I do not have all night here."