Cameron was awoken to the sound of voices echoing down the hallway that led to their cells, but was only able to adjust her eyes to the rooms light when the three were standing in front of her and Justin. Her eyes widened at the sight of William standing with two women, and instinctually, she began to push herself back into the corner further until the concrete wall stopped her. 

As Avery spoke, William looked to her and shook his head subtly: a signal for her not to share their past, but all she could do was look away down at the floor as emotion began to bubble up inside of her. Cameron began to spiral downward; thoughts of the attack, the journey that led her here, and the mystery behind what was in store for the duo all began to make her heart race. 

Two words, though, were able to snap her back to reality rather quickly.

[b]”Genome extraction.”[/b]

She quickly looked up to the three, then to Justin, back to the three. Genome extraction?

[b]”You two will do nicely for our next batch of experiments.”[/b]

Cameron quickly jumped up to her feet, taking a moment to lose the vertigo she had acquired, then approached the bars where William, Avery, and the other women were standing, choosing to direct her glare at the man.

“Leave him out of this,” she spoke firmly and quietly, pointing to Justin but not diverting her eyes. “I get why you want me, but don’t punish [i]him[/i] for it.” 

The man scoffed as he looked down her. “Don’t flatter yourself, Wright. Although he’s a little older than what we usually look for, he’s in great physical shape with no deformities, did well in the classroom, and has been of high ranking position in Omega since he was eighteen. You, on the other hand, you’ve always been a pain my the ass, but your skill in combat has us hopeful that you’ll pass [i]some[/i] of the tests. Plus, you're too much of a risk to have gallivanting along the east coast.” 

Cameron’s eyes narrowed. “Tests?”

“Guards will be down shortly to escort you to medical,” Avery spoke up. “You’ll get a physical. Are either of you injured?” 

Cameron lifted up her shirt to right below her breasts to reveal a bandage, brown with old blood, remained wrapped around her torso. “An arrow,” she explained gruffly.

“Right,” Avery said. “Well, we’ll have someone treat that properly before you begin.”

With that, the three retreated back down the hall, and once she was sure they were out of earshot, she turned to Justin’s cell and gripped the bars tightly. “William,” she whispered, “was an elder at Chesapeake. I knew those assholes would be involved in something like this.” She blew a strand of hair out of her face, then rested her forehead on the beams and sighed. “What do you think they’re testing us for?”