Disclaimer: I do not own Shadowrun it belongs to Catalyst Game Labs.
"Wake up". Cerulean blue eyes snapped open. "You must wake up". A young human woman lay on a metal table, covered only by a sheer white cloth. She had golden hair and eyes like the sky on a bright summer day and a figure better left to the imagination. Her gaze was directed at the light hanging from the ceiling. When her eyes could take no more of the sickly, phosphorescent gleam, she let her gaze fall. The woman examined the room in which she had awoken. Machines surrounded her. Long wires extended from the machines, connecting to various places on her body. Computer screens lines the walls. Various colorful displays adorned each screen. The room itself was circular. It shone with a sterile whiteness only seen in hospitals or morgues. Looking past her feet, the woman could see a mirrored door, the only door in the room. A loud systematic beeping filled the silence.
"Come quickly, there's not much time". The woman sat up. The thin sheet covering her fell around her hips. Wires stretched taught, then came loose from her body as she moved forward. The beeping changed into a single long sound, then stopped altogether. She pulled the sheet aside and lowered her feet to the floor. Feeling the cold metal against her skin she moved away from the table. Wary of falling, the woman carefully traversed the distance to the door. Her eyes fell upon her reflection. She stared fascinated at the image before her.
The woman was suddenly pulled from her reflection as the door swung outwards. A shrouded figure appeared in its place. Startled, she did not resist when the mysterious intruder grabbed her and pulled her close. She could feel the intruder's breath upon her ear as the stranger whispered something. Unable to understand what was said the woman strained harder to listen. The stranger was silent now though and a strange darkness was filling her vision. The last thing she heard was someone screaming, and then she knew no more.