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Oh, my name is-" the man was cut off by the door opening again and two Hyperion engineers coming in.

"Alright, cell number 13-5-1-20 is right here" I heard the men outside my cell door, pressing buttons on a keypad which was followed by purple fumes venting into my cell.

"What the hell!" I tried to pull my shirt over my face but quickly realized I only had pants on, but also that I was so weak I couldn't even lift my arms up off the cell floor. "What..." my mind became clouded and my body limp "what... why..." I then had no control over my body as the fumes were vented out, all I could do was keep my eyes open and breathe. My cell door opened and the men yanked me out.

"Well he may be dead weight now, but he can't fight back" the two men grabbed my ankles and dragged me away, I closed my eyes and didn't try to resist

"Alright, fire it up doc" I heard the same voice from the first time yell at this doctor to begin the experiment. I heard more than I felt the needle pierce the back of my skull, a loud grinding that my my ears ring and my whole body shutter. Then it was pulled out and I immediately felt different, like there was fire in my head and my brain was trying to claw its way out at any cost. Then everything faded to black.

I woke back up and pressed my hands to my eyes to try and stop the burning I could still feel in my head. I noticed I was in a different cell, a bigger one but it smelled like rot and mold. I sat up and was looking around the room when I heard a voice.

"Hey you're finally awake, now let's go kill. I need to kill, need to see the crimson blood pour" the snarling voice said. I got up and looks around for somewhere the voice could have come from.

"Who are you? Where are you?" I looked into the roof vent but saw nothing.

The voice laughed at me "Why are you looking for something you can't see you dumbass, I'm in your head." I froze and though this voice had no figure I felt something, as though he was smiling "That's right, now come let's go kill, I thirst and lust for blood, Hyperion's blood, bandit blood, our blood, any blood."

"I won't kill anybody, and even if I would, I'm locked in this cell"

"That's where I come in. I cut, I kill all of them and get us free, I'm stronger than you know"

"You're a voice, how can you be stronger? Whatever, leave me alone"

The voice chuckled "Why would I do that? I want to kill, see the crimson blood, feel its warmth all over me. I want to cut them open and tear all of them apart with my teeth"

"Shut up!" I pounded my fist on the wall hard. I probably broke a bone or two doing it, but more interestingly I made a big dent in the wall. Then there was a silence from both of us as we both realized what happened. The silence was broken by another chuckle.

"You see? That's from me, if you give me control I can do even more damage"

"No. I can't have you killing innocent people, I won't ever let you out"

"Let me out!" The voice screamed "I need their blood now!"

"Shut up!" I yelled and heard a door open beyond the cell but didn't care. I screamed at the top of my lungs to shut out the voice in my head, hoping I could block it out.

Then the Hyperion engineer pressed buttons on the cell and the door creaked open and the man stepped in. "Hey, shut up you" I felt his gun press to my back and then for a spilt second I blacked out, but that's all it took. I looked down at my hands that were covered in blood and the dead engineer below me, their face smashed in by my hands. I felt and saw my hands clench but I wasn't doing it and looked up but wasn't doing it myself. How...

Oh no...

"That's right. I'm out" the new me then springs out of the cell and looked around the room. He saw a buzz axe on a table, probably taken from a psycho bandit outside, and grabbed it. Huh, how ironic that this is the weapon he takes, not the gun from the Hyperion worker. I suppose I- well we -are one of those now.