“I've got a couple more regulation questions, and then we can get out of this lab.” Alana answered, looking at Nabris who was clothed now, head to toe. Alana picked up her journal and turned to the most recent page, she grabbed her pencil which always sat comfortably above her ear.

Alana sat down on her stool, her legs dangled until she crossed them resting the journal on her right thigh. She paused for a moment reviewing her most recent notes, of Nabris' condition. [i]“He has no idea what the experiment was even for.”[/i] She thought to herself, coughing awkwardly as she looked back to Nabris who was waiting.

“What do you remember from the incident Nabris, what happened that day?” Alana asked in a serious tone, the information had been disclosed since the testing began.