Not sure if the content I chose to bring here is appropriate or not for a T rated Fanfic, but enjoy anyway.

Miles' POV

"Buddy…"

I was hearing the man who knocked me out, and I was still out of it.

"Focus buddy, buddy!"

I opened my eyes and saw the man again, the surgeon mask, the blood tubes, and he had no hair on op but gray hair at the side, but he did have some scars on his face. I could barely lift my head, for an old man he can hit hard.

"BUDDY! Hey wait a second, you're that little snake dude's guy aren't ya? Hah his savoir or witness or whatever, you must be exhausted! Let's take a break hm, Buddy? The old two martini lunch, have a little confab?"

He picked me up and placed me in a wheelchair and strapped my hands down.

"You're heavier then you look! A little cardio wouldn't kill you! Alright here we go arms and legs inside the car at all times! Hm hm."

He pushed me down this hallway where it was lit due to white walls there were prisoners behind some electrified shielded walls, like the doors down in the tunnels.

"Doctor, I'm gonna need some help!" Some called out.

"I'll be right with you buddy's! I just got one other guy to care for, I'll come back for ya!" He called out.

We came to this elevator, but we didn't go in, instead we started to the end of the corridor was the outside, and it seemed to be cloudy.

"You know I love the sea air out here, you want to head out, take a stroll? Go ahead I'll wait here!"

I just noticed his nails were slightly longer then what they were supposed to be, and his glasses had some special adjusting lens. I just heard a large gust of wind.

"Go on, run free! I'm in no hurry! No? Alright. Nose to the grindstone, I like that! Right this way please."

He pulled me into the elevator and we went up a floor. It was another hallway of cells, some cells were blocked off by electric shielded door, others had steel doors behind an electric barrier. I don't know what it felt like, but for a split second I noticed someone kind of beautiful. She had big red hair, but something in my head is saying I knew her from somewhere.

He brought me through these raised electric doors, and he opened them with this key card he had. Anyway, I was brought into this dark room, I don't like this. The lights turned on, there were bugs and red stained the walls everywhere.

"Here we are then! Thanks so much for stopping by we'll begin your consultation in just a moment, give me a chance to wash up and…"

He grabbed my camcorder and opened the viewing lense.

"Oh Home movies! And it'll give us a chance to talk!"

He placed my camcorder facing me, and he was washing his hands. I tried to see if I could break loose, but I couldn't.

"I'm a bit worried how much time you've spent with that snake man! I hope he hasn't confused you with his cry for help kind of thing. No offence to him, but he can be a tad crazy."

He held up this blade to my cheek, then he put it down. Dude seriously has to cut his nails!

"It's understandable people can get scared, but God died with a gold standard, we're onto a more concrete faith now."

He pulled up a bigger blade and continued whatever he was saying.

"You have to rob Paul to pay Peter there's no other way! Science and production in its simplest form, but what happens when all the money's gone? And money comes a matter of faith, and that's what I'm here for, to make you believe. You hold it right there, I gotta get a special somethin' for this special consultation, then I can sell you the dream!"

He walked out of the room, and I just shook my arms a little more, and I got free from the straps and lunged forward to grab my camcorder, and just walked out of the room then I was hearing a voice that sounded like Wurst's.

"Is someone there? Come closer!"

It turns out it was Wurst, only his arms and legs were tied down on a hospital bed and his head was held up. I thought it would be a good idea to film what he had to say.

"I'm not a prisoner, I'm an executive just like him, like Trager. But he got the treatment. He's too alive, filled with His Eminence's nightmares. It worked too well! They couldn't control it, and you can't control it! Nobody! Nobody! NOBODY! He'll find you, he'll kill you! He's coming now! TRAGER! TRAAAAGER!"

I saw other hospital beds nearby and I hid under one of them while facing Wurst with my camcorder, and there was the man who was about to torture me holding a big pair of clampers, the blade was big.

"I see what's happening here, you're bored and you need special attention perfectly understandable! I'll here for you my good clone, so I'll give you some very special attention!"

Trager just stabbed him with the clampers, I watched in vain as Wurst was screaming and he just gave out and died. I quickly wrote some notes.

TRAGER. Sick bastard, runs a little operation of murder and money. He murders another prisoner, nothing I could do about it. I could bet whatever body part he was to cut off from me, that he was MWF's greatest freak show before whatever changed him expanded his psychotic needs of selling other people.

Ok, screw this place. I want out.

I watched him go back into the room I was just in, and he didn't sound too happy.

"FUCK! FUCK really?! The only thing I can't god damn stand is a Queer! Alright Rick, you can figure this one out. Fine my buddy, get the parts, collect the money, attend to the pathetic clones. Check!"

Ok, so he had a key card to get past the electric shielded doors, and that was my ticket out of this room. I put away my camcorder, and I took out the crystallizer pistol I still had. I aimed and pulled the trigger, but there was no ammo. Seriously?! He was just patrolling the room, looking under hospital beds looking for me, I guess. At the right moment, I climbed out from under the bed, and I grabbed the crystallizer by the barrel, and I put the handle up front and wacked him as hard as I could. It was enough to knock him out clean.

I had searched his pockets, and found the key card, which read Dr. Trager, MWF executive, ID: 872437. I headed to the shield door and held the card up to a scanner, and it opened. As soon as I went through it, the door had re-activated. I had remembered where I had come from, I used the key card to go in, where all cells for prisoners were. The hallway seemed to be different, it wasn't lit like before, there was some light coming out of one cell. I had wanted to help whoever was here, but I needed to get out. I just took out the camcorder, and used the night vision to navigate, I continued down the hall, then I heard a women's voice.

"Pst!"

It was the same women I saw coming in, there she was: Green eyes, big red hair, light green shirt, dark green skirt, purple tie, and high heels.

"I…I need to tell you some things, Milesey." She said shaking a little bit.

I stood there filming her inside the cell, I wasn't using night vision, there was enough light to see inside.

"How do you know me? Wait, NO! It's not you is it?" I said astonished.

"Oh, so you never forgot about me? That's a good thing, but what's my name, hmm?" She asked.

I thought for a second, then I had the answer.

"Veronica…" I gasped.

She gave me a smile.