Konrad entered the holding area flanked by two armed guards. Despite the collars, they still insisted to have guards sent in with conventional rifles. "Just to be safe" they said. Bah, the presence of armed guards merely hindered his work. He swore up and down that if one more subject was gunned down for "reaching for something they couldn't see" Konrad would raise hell. But here came the highlight of everyday, the experimentation and questioning. He might as well start with the new arrivals... "Alright, who the hell is.. Id...Idee.... Fuck it. Would the bloody... fairy or some shit you claim yourself to be come up with your sister? And don't try anything funny. I don't want a repeat of last week... the blood stains still won't come out of the floor..."