"Ah! Yes, I can sell this!" Arceus heard that same voice talking. His body was numb. His vision was hazy but he was well aware of what was happening. His ring was on a table under a bright light. (My, my, ring?!!) He tried to yell but his throat was too sore. "Now, time for the DNA sample" he whispered to himself. He took another tube from the table releasing the needle. He walked over to his table. "Ah, I see you are awake again!" (Who, who are you?) Arceus managed to cough out. "Oh, me? Little ole me? My name is Phillips!" He said as he stuck the needle into his leg. Àrceus flinched. A golden fluid began to be extracted into the tube. Phillips smiled. "I bet I can sell this for even more!" He laughed. (Humans, they are little creatures, fools.) He thought. Phillips then walked over to his desk and took out a vial inserting the fluid into it. (I am powerless without my ring!) He thought. "Be glad you're with me, those other people are crazy! 'Phillips, get over here! Phillips, what's that crazy program!' Ugh!"
He groaned. "Phillips! Get over here!" A voice yelled from beyond a door Arceus had not yet seen.